Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

*Colette*

"We need to get him to Calvin." My mom says, trying hard to remain treading water. "But that vampire won't leave the shore."

I scowl at the bitch who started it all. The one who broke my mate and made our relationship so hard. The one that we were told was lurking but decided to not pay her any mind. I hear a splash behind us but I can't avert my eyes from the blood covered vampire standing in broad daylight waiting for us.

"Melody, why are you out here?" Caspian asks.

"They were attacked," I tell him, sparing him a quick glance. He immediately grabs hold of my mom and looks her over in a panic.

"Are you injured?" he asks and I watch her as she squirms, pushing him away.

"Would it matter to you if I were?" She snaps.

I cling to Merikh, my heart pumping with fear as I look at the vampire bite directly over my mate mark and my lips twitch in anger. This is all her trying to get under my skin. I don't know what her ulterior motive is, but there is no doubt she is enjoying causing pain.

"Are you going to just stay out there?" She hollers out, her voice annoyingly chipper as she walks along the water's edge, kicking her feet through the waves that rush over the sand.

"You could always come to us," I shout back and she cackles with a huge, eerie grin on her bloodied face.

"And ruin this hair? No, thank you. But since you have to eventually get him to someone, I can just wait here for you. I don't mind." She sends us a fake innocent smile.

"Yeah, I'm sure you don't," I mutter in annoyance to myself. Then I spin, doing a backstroke with Merikh resting on my chest as I propel myself to the shallow end. I can feel the presence of my parents and Zale as I stand waist deep, scowling ahead.

"Why are you here? To torture the people I care about?" I ask her, and she smirks.

"What if I told you I was looking for a king?" she shrugs.

I snort and roll my eyes. The only thing this bitch can find with her eyes closed is trouble. There is no doubt in my mind about who she came here for, and it wasn't Merikh.

then," I say, playing into her game. "This one is taken and I am very

her eyes squinting as she forces the corners of her

think I could take you." She giggles. "I mean, you don't look like much. Why Giselle has any

Teiran will be able to talk sense into his father after she is gone. A war means death and hatred. What I want

in order to get to Giselle, I need to eliminate her girl group of power hungry dickless assholes. Which means I will do what Merikh couldn't. Not that he is incapable, but nothing pisses a mate off more than

and Caspian, then I look at Zale, who has remained speechless through all of this. "You wanted to see what

hers but what she hopes to give to me, but I don't find it intimidating. My hands fall to my side, my palms facing toward Lauren as

cool, my blood replaced with the salty water of the ocean.

water, jumping up as she can with a hiss and shaking her body out as

head tilting to the side before she shifts as well. Her

look into her eyes, noticing the way the color is off. Neither are they black like a true lycan or red like a hungry vampire. They are

inside out. She was not created naturally

of me, but I float to the side in my

fair!" She roars, throwing a fit like a toddler,

attack Merikh, knowing her strength is more than is? I don't give a fuck about fair anymore. This isn't a fight for fun in some league. This is life or death, and this will be

the side, stirring up the sand into the water

of this kind of ability weighing heavy on my sources and my wolf's strength. I shift

around and see Calvin, his big belly glowing with heat as he forces

me a vial and pointing to Lauren with a quivering hand like

her

waste a

the charred

replaced with new unmarked flesh. My hands swirl with water as I touch her chin, yanking it

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her throat. She convulses and sputters, trying to spit