Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 75

“Where did they take her?” I ask the others in the cells around me. Not a single one of them answers. “What, now you to be quiet?”

“What are you?” Someone says, stepping into the light.

“What was he?” I ask instead of answering him.

“You tell us first,” He says back, sounding more harsh in his tone. His eyes focus on me, a full on scowl on his face.

decide

“Lenard, stop.” The other hisses, grabbing onto his arm, but he shoves them off. “If you talk to her, we could get punished like Elle.”

“Back off. We have a right to know what she is, Trina. I mean, we both saw what she just did, right? She can manipulate water without magic.” He says before looking right at me. “So are you a siren, then?” Lenard asks, titling his head, curious.

I walk to the back wall, leaning against it with a defeated sigh.

“I am a Luna.” I whisper.

“But you used water, and sirens don’t have Luna’s. They have queens. I don’t understand…”

“Join the club,” I mutter, sliding down to the ground.

The cool brick makes me shiver and I welcome it, my face still warm from the man I assume is a dragon using his fucking fire to dissipate my attempt to escape him.

“You turned that water into a freaking harpoon and tried to kill him!” Lenard growls at me. “Magic can’t work in here. They have something that prevents its use, and with the silver bars, werewolves can’t transform, so you can’t be a witch or a werewolf.”

I chuckle dryly.

“I could be a fae. Who the fuck knows what those assholes can do? Other than get in your head and mess with it and control everyone they want.”

“You are not a Fae, because I am,” He says flatly. “And Fae are not all the same. Our powers vary and only the truly powerful have those abilities. The royals gain their strength from our people.”

“Oh, I am aware.” I snort. “I met your Queen Lily.”

did?” He seems genuinely

a fucking bitch.” I mutter and he scoffs.

He

controlling people. She is wonderful at fucking people over and pretending it wasn’t her.”

him. Clearly, this fae does not know that his beloved queen is working with the assholes who have them caged like a

and

to shut up and leave her alone.” She hisses at him.

can you just sit there and let her say that about our queen? This

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coming into the area where I can see her. Her hair is matted on one side, dirt smeared

licking her lips and moving closer. Lenard scoffs.

lying. Just like she is lying

and just.” I

scream breaks through the dungeon, echoing off the walls and vibrating deep into my chest. Panic and fear settle in my bones as I swallow the lump in my throat. Is she really my mother? The one they are torturing? Giselle said she was still alive,

her? She should be dead, unless they still need something from her. So then why

out again,” Trina whispers to Lenard.

annoyed. “Great. A week of this place smelling like fucking

away, hoping for her to reemerge, but I am met with another terror inducing cry. She sounds so broken, almost hollow as her cries of agony echo around us, magnifying flutter in my soul.

her…” I whisper and Trina

has been here longer than we have. They think she still

shrugs, and I look at Lenard, who crosses his skinny arms

will tell you.” He says with

already knows I exist, so how does them knowing what everyone else now knows a bad thing? “But I want all my questions answered.”

shrugs and I don’t feel entirely confident he will answer my questions, but in desperation I give him

answer, anyway.

before barking out a laugh. “My father is King Caspian

up at Lenard, who has grown quiet and contemplative.

said you were a Luna?” He asks

Alpha Merikh, king of the lycans and werewolves.” I say and he blinks before he turns

I said.” He grits out. “Right now…I just

follows him, whispering

Lenard.” She whispers. “Elle’s name is Melody. She wasn’t making it