Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 86

Her voice echoes through my mind, the way the hits hammered into her already sickly flesh sends a murderous shudder through my spine. The bile rises faster than I expect as I turn my head to the side and try to swallow it down, welcoming the burn. A tiny sacrifice for the pain she is suffering.

My lycan, who should be roaring in anger, is instead withering in agony, angered by not only her distance from us but the choice that lays in our hands. Not that it is much of a choice. There is no choosing between Colette and our species. Because there is only one option and only will ever be one option for as long as I live.

I have always been an alpha first, putting my pack, my kind above everything else, everyone else. But this time I am choosing her, not for me, but for them. Without her, they don’t have an alpha. They have a shell of a man playing a part I would no longer have a passion for. Colette is the soul of me. Without her, there is no werewolf or lycan kind.

I stand and rush from the room, no longer willing to wait and play these stupid useless games. No longer do I care about their reasoning behind why they are doing this and what they truly want. Because for once, what everyone else wants doesn’t matter. It’s what I want that matters. And I want my damn mate.

“Merikh,” I hear Hayes call out before his frantic footsteps echo in the silence behind me. “Merikh! Where are you going? We need to discuss this.”

I spin on my heel, a sneer on my lips, as anger takes over my body.

“There is nothing to discuss.” I grit out. He frowns and shakes his head.

“That’s bullshit and you know it.”

“I am going to retrieve Colette.” I say, enunciating every word just to make sure there is no misinterpreting my intentions. “No amount of discussion or trying to convince me to think of the pack will change my mind.”

His brow knit together in confusion, and a hint of surprise flutters over his features before he scoffs.

“Did you seriously think I was coming to talk you out of going for her?” He asks, offended by my tone, not that his offensive is any of my concern since I am the alpha.

“What else would we possibly have to discuss, Hayes?” I ask.

“Well, for starters, how it’s a blatant fucking trap that will end with you getting killed before you even have the fucking chance to see Colette again?” He growls out.

He makes a solid point, so I pause, dragging my hands through my hair, feeling utterly helpless.

“I just–I can’t stay here and do nothing, Hayes. Colette is out there, being tortured and I’m here, doing what exactly?” I ask him, trying and failing to keep my emotions in check.

“We are trying to locate her and plan a way in to get her.” He reminds me and I roll my eyes.

“We don’t need to locate her any longer. They told us where they are.” I say, even though I know what he means.

They could be lying about where they are, and they most certainly are leading me in to a trap. I may be overwhelmed and desperate, but it doesn’t make me an idiot, it just makes me dangerous and predictable. What I need is to be dangerous and unpredictable to them.

“Merikh,” He sighs and shakes his head. “Brother Colette needs you sane, not drunk of murderous rage and a spark of hope.”

“What would you have me do?” I ask him, feeling defeated.

can see the conflict in his eyes,

needs to be a part of our community,” I remind

to discuss things with her, we can make that happen. But what we need is

I scoff, and he glares at

fucking door like an upset teen and

damn second of it. Colette needs me, but she needs me not just for a fight, but for my wit and cunning skills. I am

make a move, and I now

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and when he sees us he turns the volume to max

whisper of a voice,

me,” she says.

be able to forget a force like her? She came into my life like a soft breeze

that.

speak with Leandra and bring her out here.” I say, snapping into

don’t mind, please go get Johannes,” I ask

saunters in and leans against the

that,” Hayes says as he walks out of the room to

arching a brow. His usual cocky, annoying demeanor is replaced with one of respect, or rather more

as he rummages around until he finds the box. He lifts it, inspecting the blood and inhaling

tell him and he frowns,

a ransom then?” he asks.

effect.” I mutter, pointing

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and forced her to tell me

to the side as he hums in thought. Then he walks

watch the show?” He asks, “If I were still human, I might ask for popcorn

his shitty comment.

the mood.” He grumbles and rolls

into her mind and see if you can help her unlock the memories she

with his hands on his elbows before he barks out a dry laugh. Johannes paces away for a moment

at him,

I arch a cocky brow and he groans

hard.” He shrugs. “But it will be very taxing on not only me, but her.”

like the idea of rushing their bond. I want them to decide, but I want you to be

Job

down his face,

meeting mine as Hayes and Leandra walk into the room, both of them looking upset