Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 81

“You knew what she was?” Hayes asks Leandra, looking angry. She looks up, blinking at him in a near catatonic state before she seems to come back to the real world.

“No…” she whispers. “I just…she always felt like fire…”

“That is what Percy wrote on the mirror.” I recall looking back at Caspian. “When he was fighting for control. When we asked him about it later, we all just assumed he was warning us about the dragons, but if the only species he knew to be fire was dragons….then he couldn’t assume it to be anything else but them.”

Caspian muses quietly, his thumb under his chin and his index finger folded over his lips.

“You hate me.” Leandra whispers, and I look over at Hayes, who doesn’t respond.

Instead, his knuckles grow white as he squeezes the steering wheel and adjusts how he is sitting. He is being a stubborn jackass. Just as blinded by the mate bond as I was with Colette. It’s amazing how a gift can feel like pressure to accept something you aren’t sure you want.

“No,” I answer for him. “There is just a lot at stake right now, Leandra. He is the beta, his job is to protect me and our pack at all costs. That includes focusing all energy on finding our luna.”

“I have already offered a viable option to help.” She reminds me, her eyes watching the back of Hayes‘ head.

“One we will revisit, but if I want her back safely, we need to have all the pieces. Not just fragmented memories from a lycan who was possessed.” I explain as quickly and as nicely as I can. She nods, but I see the way her lips quiver as she looks out the window, wiping at her face as her hair falls over her for coverage.

Caspian arches a brow at me, and I clear my throat.

“So a Phoenix.” I say, changing the subject. “What exactly does that mean for us?” I ask him.

“It means we have to get Colette back before they kill her.” His words are a matter of fact, but it feels like a silver dagger directly to the heart.

We have to get her back before they kill her. But if it was about killing her…then why would they have kidnapped her? What do they gain by taking her and keeping her with them? Unless they took her and killed her elsewhere in order to ensure we hunt for them. Then again, what would they want with us coming for them? There is nothing to be gained in that.

I rub my chest; the muscles aching at the thought of her already being gone. But I would have felt it right? If Percy could feel that he was losing his twin, surely I would feel it through the bond regardless of distance between us, right?

“What makes you think they want to kill her?” Hayes asks. I tilt my head in curiosity.

take her if not to kill her? Giselle is the one who threw a huge fit about Colette being a

posed question, the more I wonder the same thing. What reason do we have to think she

the fact that I would willingly die for her. So maybe it’s not Colette

my life.” I murmur as we pull into the mansion we all abandoned days

but what does killing you do? We have a hierarchy. Killing off an alpha will just pass the title along.”

“Fuck. Every

the box ideas.” Caspian says. “And right now, desperation feels like the only way to get to logical answers. Even if

like a whole lot of talking in a circle,” Hayes

much, it shouldn’t surprise me he would have the place repaired already. As we push the doors

her abilities with water, so how weak will she be if they keep liquid away from her, not allowing her to hydrate? How the fuck am I supposed

change into dry clothing, then we can eat and regroup in

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ability to make her own

rushing to her chest before her checks flush pink and she

she clears her throat as we walk in silence, me unsure of what to say and

come around.” I tell her hopefully, giving her a

an ideal candidate. I mean…I didn’t even know I was a lycan until I shifted the first time and then I was hijacked by Giselle and Lily. There

may lose because of circumstances beyond her control. There is a lot in life to miss when someone else is at

if you had known yourself, you would be a different person tomorrow than you are going to bed

guess,” she

who you are, Leandra. You only have to know who you

She smiles softly.

be is someone a part of something good.” She whispers. “I want to help you find Luna Colette, any way possible. And I want to

well, get in line to kill Giselle.” I chuckle, shaking my head.

Lily for living in my head, playing me like a puppet and taking

a deep breath as we come to her door. “Lily

reaches out, and I arch a brow as I clasp my