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 shocked.

she’s a fucking bitch.” I mutter and he

wonderful.” He

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

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

liar,” he hisses, and Trina yanks him back.

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

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

1/3

really. I mutter and they both freeze, Trina coming into the

Elm?” she asks, licking her lips and

lying. Just like she is lying about not

kind and just.”

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

She should be dead, unless

out again,” Trina whispers to Lenard. “She is going to be sick for

sounding annoyed. “Great. A week of this place smelling like fucking vomit before they clean

to reemerge, but I am met with another terror inducing cry. She sounds so broken, almost hollow as her cries of agony

are going to kill her…” I whisper and Trina

has been here longer than we

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

maybe we will tell you.” He says with a victorious

outside of here already knows I exist, so how does them knowing what everyone else

entirely confident he will answer my questions, but in desperation I give

answer, anyway.

am a Hybrid.” I say simply, and they both blink at me before barking out a laugh. “My father is King Caspian of the ocean. My mother is Melody, a werewolf of alpha blood.”

up at Lenard, who has grown quiet and contemplative.

a Luna?” He asks after a moment

is Alpha Merikh, king of the lycans and werewolves.” I say and he blinks before he turns on his heel and walks away. “Wait, you

He grits out. “Right now…I just need

follows him, whispering

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