Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 95

*Colette*

I exhale deeply, trying to calm my nerves as I wait for Teiran to come back. He was due back hours ago and yet; I remain locked in here the same as before. The only thing I can think of is there was a hiccup in getting my mom, or he got caught by Jennifer doing something and she turned him in. I can't bring myself to reach out to Merikh and let him know yet.

He would launch his own version of a rescue. Well, more like he would continue his rescue, which is already sabotaged. I pull my hands through my hair, slipping it into a high bun to keep my neck from itching. Teiran needs to hurry his ass up, otherwise shit is going to go sideways so fast.

The door handle niggles and then swings partially open before drops. I wait cautiously for Terlan to push into the room, inching closer as listen for anything out of sorts, but all I hear the sound of retreating footsteps and then nothing. My shaky hand waches out for the door, pulling it open with an ee creaking before I slip my head out.

There is not a soul in the corridor, not even the sound of anyone in the distance, and I know that this is my chance. Teiran had to have sent someone, or it’s a trap. Either way, I have to take the risk and hope for the best. My mother is relying on me, as are my mate and those with him.

“Shit” I mutter, wiping my sweating palms on my jeans before tiptoe out of the room.

My heart is pounding in my chest, making my lungs ache, but force the pain and emotions aside, I can do this, I just have to figure out how I can do it. This place is a dam maze and a fortress. The only way I can think to get back to my mom is to follow the stilling heat and dry air.

The only issue is how I make it all the way down there before getting seen or caught.

My back is pressed to the cool stones. As I peek around a corner when I see no one, I scurry across and speed my way down deeper. Then I feel it, the water calling to me.

The pounding of it on the mountain rock and the way the water in the air fuels my strength. I need a way down and a way out. One where I won’t be seen or followed. I need to jump.

I sprint down the hall, drawing closer to the water that hammers down like a beat on a drum, begging for me to come to it. It is like my soul knows where I need to be, what I need to do, and it listens.

“Stop!” I hear someone calling out, but I don’t take the time to discover who, or rather what, is calling for me as I throw myself forward and the water dances over me with a thunderous power.

The world beneath me falls away into the white rustling of water and rocks as I trust the water to guide me. It seems like I fall for forever, my heart in my throat and my muscles tensed in fear of what I may actually find at the bottom. I hit something hard; the wind knocking from my lungs with a grunt and suddenly my body burns under me and I’m ripped from the water on the back of a massive beast.

Fear rips through me as I gasp and try to force myself to stand in search of a way off. The dragon growls deep in its chest, making the whole of its back shake as if an earthquake were shaking the earth. I stumble onto my knees, holding on tight as it turns and dives straight for the earth.

emotions in spades. I keep him from breaking in knowing that right now I have nothing to say to him, no news that will keep him safe at the moment. So instead I go

the way the earth consumes us, steam and waves of heat rolling toward us until its wings extend,

and wincing before I stand. The beast looks at me before shaking its head

the fucking cliff into

the hell else was I supposed to go?” I scoff at him, looking around to make sure

for you as you ran away.” He grits out in anger, stepping closer to me. him, and he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a set

grow wide as I

remind him. “I assumed shit went sideways, and I was

eyes scanning everywhere as he hands them to me and I glance

ask skeptically.

use you to get in the dungeon to get your mother out.” He grits out through his teeth. “I get that trust is hard, but I am a dragon of my

swipe the cuffs from him, hissing as it burns my skin, and I place

him the slightly loose cuffs,

me.

his hand on my back, pushing me along. We make it to the first door and knock, waiting for someone to answer. They seem shocked to

him in respect before

so late?” I ask him, looking over my shoulder.

then he looks forward, like he

your people ready?” He whispers after passing another guard, who stops and watches us suspiciously. “Yes,” I

“It’s time for them to

the mindlink, waiting for

you are ready and safe–He says, sounding

now. It’s

as we have already started. I couldn’t reach you, so I may have expedited the plan-

wait, I should have expected as