Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 94 *Merikh*

Caspian groans as he lowers himself against some rubble, his hand on his back and a wince on his face. It's clear he is injured, but the stubborn fool won't allow anyone to look at the injury. Not that any of us can heal him, but assessing it is probably better than hoping for the best.

"How bad is it?" I ask. He looks away and sighs heavily.

"It is not life threatening, I don't think. Just painful." He admits. "I didn't see him sneaking up on me."

"Yeah, well, it was chaotic, and they got me good, too." I give him a reassuring smile. “It was highly unlikely we would all make it out of here uninjured."

Caspian snorts and nods his head in agreement.

"If we are lucky, we will all make it out of here alive.” He amends my statement.

"I have no intention of losing anyone, Caspian." I tell him. "Not if I can help it."

"That is comforting." He smirks.

"How long do we have to stay here?" Percy asks, pacing as if he is looking for his next hit.

He has been on edge since he joined us, but this is a whole new level of it. Percy looks like he may take off on his own one moment or break down in tears the next. He is struggling hard, but I need him to focus. We all need to be one step ahead this time.

"Sit down, Percy" I insist. He physically frowns, his nose scrunching as he follows my command, but not terribly willingly.

"Are you sure she said to stay here and wait for her?" He asks, his knee popping up and down as he lifts his bloodied hands and behind to chew on his nails.

"Percy." I say sternly, commanding his attention as he seems to snap out of his mind and looks at me. "Are you questioning me?"

His eyes grow

wide and he swallows roughly as he shakes his head no.

"We will be fighting again soon enough, Perc. You just need to be patient." Hayes assures him and Percy drags his hands through his hair, his face looking away.

"Are you sure it was even Colette?" Hayes asks, sitting next to me. I frown at him and he gives me a pitiful look. "It's a fair question and you know it."

in Colette's head before using her memories to distort her dreams. Granted, that is a usual practice

It was more than just someone in my head using her against me. It was the full bond, the way I could feel her, and I knew she could feel me. The way I still feel

am certain." I say, giving him

is Colette being controlled." Caspian offers, and I

that she is in control of her own mind and actions and that it is

shakes his head and I look at Leandra, who seems

to volunteer

fact. Their quibble fades to the background as I reach out to Colette, just needing to hear her voice again. That reassurance she is safe, for real. My lycan stirs, whining as we wait for her response, even though we can

closed and a smile flashes over my lips. My heart races at her voice, my stomach knotting as if I am a fool waiting outside the princesses

soon enough-I tell her and

for our escape. It

trust him?-- I ask her and I feel her

his hatred for Giselle will win out against anything

prince of the species holding my mate captive and torturing her. But I

-Did

you

soft, broken, and I know immediately she is

tell her,-Percy is, of course, taking it

talking to her right now, aren't you?" Percy asks, leaning forward. "Does that mean it is time to

not go time yet," I tell him, pressing

out of nowhere-She

you mourn her-I breathe and I can hear her quiet hum of approval.-Any news of what you need from us next?-- -Merikh they know you are here. They knew it the second you hit their lands. What I need from you is

at Percy, who seems incapable of sitting still. The over at Hayes, who is holding onto Leandra's hand even if she tries to take it away. It's obvious she enjoys clinging to him, but she clearly is uncomfortable with the affection. Then I glance at Caspian, who watches me with

think we can manage a distraction. How

a tingle of amusement through

big as your love for me?-- She

hope you

touch soon-She says suddenly

to the back of the crumbling rocks and exhale, dragging my hand over my face before looking down and checking

burns don't heal quickly." Leandra says softly. "We learned that quickly while being

you?” Hayes asks, his rage unmistakable. She shakes her

complicated. Most of