Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

*Merikh*

"How is she looking?" Melody asks me. My heart is in my throat watching her swim, afraid she will love this world better than the one she lives in with me.

Could I handle it if she told me she longs for the sea? Would I regret everything if I let her do what she needs, even if it means leaving me behind? I shake my head at these thoughts, clearing my throat. "Like she feels at home," I say with a sigh, lifting my hands from the sand and wiping them together to clean the particles off.

"Ah," Melody says in a sort of musical tone, like she understands something I haven't even said. I look at her, arching a brow in question, and she chuckles, shaking her head back and forth.

"What?"

"I know that look, the thoughts in your head." She gives me a knowing half smile.

"I am sure you do," I mutter, realizing she had it worse than I do.

She had a fully fledged siren king. One who couldn't choose her even if he wanted to. Without the water, he would die. Colette, however, only needs to be near water, in it occasionally and she is healthy. But that doesn't mean she feels her best with her situation at home.

"Every single day was agony, every week another week my heart felt both full with Colette yet my life still somehow felt empty without him there. She was so young, and for a while she kept me busy. When Caspian would come back-" She pauses, her voice cracking. "It was heaven on earth. Nothing could touch us, ruin us."

"Until reality came for you." I say with a knowing frown.

She shakes her head and wipes a rogue tear from her cheek.

"It came for my daughter. My heart outside of my body and they took her and Caspian failed me. He promised..." She stops, her eyes closing as she sniffles and laughs to cover her sadness. The shudder in her body as she tries to inhale deeply doesn't escape me. It is obvious she is in pain, and not just physically.

"The problem with a promise is that no one tells circumstances they have to bend to our will to make them happen." I say, looking back out at my perfect mate as she dives beneath the water, disappearing from my view, my lycan growing uneasy every time she is gone from sight.

"Life has a way of doing what it wants, regardless of our own desires, that's for sure." she gives me a gentle smile, her eyes meeting the Siren who remains above the surface, his eyes trained toward the shore and I feel her shiver as she drags her arms over her chest, hugging herself close and looking away.

"You two haven't spoken yet?" I ask, and she lays her head on her arms, looking at me.

"Colette is not meant for the sea." She whispers, her voice full of sadness as she ignores my question, which is the answer in itself.

"How can you know that?" I ask her and she sighs.

she GETS a choice. If Caspian could have chosen me, he would have. His love is pure, and so gentle.

to my chest and I am flooded with excitement and the thrill Colette is feeling flowing in through the mate bond as she shares it all. I smile to myself, closing my eyes as I accept every last moment of

heart." I whisper, the moment passing as Colette's surfaces with Zale at

in general first. The other bits

to do that?" I ask

of the sand

is a dragon," I frown at her. "How can I trust

has mentioned this before and yet, I still have no details or proof that he has done such

if I want answers, I need to go directly to

the cabin." She says, "Walk with

look out at the water once more and Melody

from the dragons, it's with

right, but it doesn't make me feel all that much better about it. In my head, she is only safe when I have

protection she needs. But maybe that is part of the problem. I haven't had the chance to think clearly since she has

"Fine," I grumble, standing.

my niece?" She says, but I

niece is a terrible person." I tell her

I'm learning that maybe my

when I demanded Colette. Not very adamantly, mind you, but I think for a moment he thought of protecting

to the cabin; me regaling her with why I chose her daughter and when I realized she was mine. It's

asks as we push the door

my surprise, she was so willing to work through everything. Colette

widely. "She gets

be resting." Calvin says from inside

three-minute walk and sat on the beach." She says, frowning. "It has been ten years

a kettle and mumbling to himself as he

he says, pushing a mug

and he freezes, leveling me with