Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 77

“Percy should have remained at home,” Hayes whispers as Percy sleeps in the back.

“He has the right to search for his twin sister.” Leandra scoffs from beside the pale redhead, who is hugging the bucket like he may need it at any moment.

“Hell, I should have left you back home too.” he frowns, gazing in the rearview mirror. I look over my shoulder, catching a small smile on her lips as she looks out the window.

“It’s not my home and you don’t own me,” she says in a sing–song voice.

As much as Hayes didn’t want her coming along, I am glad he gave into her request. Or rather her telling him she would meet us in the SUV. Her banter has been the only thing keeping the stifling tension in my chest from snapping and making me go feral. Not that I can say the same for Hayes, but part of me thinks he is enjoying being challenged.

“She has a point, Hayes.” I say, “Percy has every right to be with us searching for Penny,”

He looks over his shoulder at Percy and sighs, removing a hand from the wheel as he drags it over his face,

“I don’t want him to witness what we will find.” He whispers to me.

My stomach churns, my chest aching at the thought of not only losing such a brilliant gamma, but what it will do to Percy. What it means regarding what happened to Colette. Penny was a top warrior and loyal. She would not go out without a fight, which means if she is indeed gone, then Colette is in some serious shit.

Lycans are damn near impossible to kill, and even some methods we can come back from. Not always, but occasionally, we have been known to be revived when once believed to be dead.

“Leandra,” I say, needing a distraction to keep myself from going fucking crazy and killing my way to my mate,

“Yes?” she asks.

“How long were you held in that mind prison?” I ask, moving in the front seat to look at her. Her blue eyes meet mine, hesitation in her demeanor before she sighs and presses her head back into the headrest with a shrug.

“Honestly?” she sighs. “I don’t really know.”

“How can you not know?” Hayes asks with a skeptic snort.

“It’s not as simple as falling asleep and waking up,” she snaps. “I turned eighteen and then it’s just little snippets of my life where I was actually me.”

My brows pull together, my mind whirring with thoughts. Percy was himself for the majority of the time, and even when he wasn’t, he was able to fight it. Why was it so different for Leandra, and what negative effects will there be with her now being set free and not knowing what she has done with her life for years?

“And how old are you now?” Hayes asks, his tone lighter, more gentle as he meets her self conscious gaze.

She whispers and Hayes‘ face

for two years. “And I don’t remember ever being in my lycan form until…” She pauses,

down at her lap, wringing

was thrown out of a haunted room. Like seeing the sun for

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of its own.”

know I’m not that amazing,” Hayes grumbles.

his eyes red and puffy from all the tears

we sure this is where they are at?” He asks with his hoarse

door open, jumping out and

this point, so we will start here.” I tell

he nods. “Running in lycan form?”

we are. No faster way to travel on

his shirt off and Percy follows suit. But I notice

just in case someone comes to steal the vehicle…” she offers too

arches

option. Why would you even

said I wasn’t a prisoner,” she snaps and

to come.” Hayes reminds her. She immediately rolls her

you didn’t want me to come.” She

was right. Now you are

nightmare, and I shrug. These two are both equally strong headed and have their own shit to work out.

CAN’T SHIFT YOU FUCKING PRICK!” she roars,

his skin pale and his eyes wide.

each other. he shakes his head, trying to make sense of

shifted when they control it. My lycan…she isn’t responding to

why would you come?” He

lycan, like maybe they can’t

for Percy to follow. “I think there are some