Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 109



*Colette*

Silence falls over us as we wait anxiously for Merikh to explain what he means. It is clear as day to me he is still feeling awful, but he puts on a brave face, like always. I watch my mother as she gives him an encouraging nod before he racks his hands through his hair.

"Giselle is a phoenix. As far as we know, the only one of her kind, yet none of us know how to kill a phoenix. Either they aren't as invincible as we think or they have chosen to keep themselves hidden from her,” he says, clearing his throat.

I have to bite back a smile at how cute he is giving his little speech as if he had rehearsed it all week. But then again, maybe he had. It is not like I have been entirely present when I am with him.

It's not from lack of love or wanting to be near him, though. The water is exhausting, beautiful, but draining in every way. But by the time I crawl into bed, I am too tired to even want to change into something for bed.

He meets my gaze, dragging me back to the point at hand. Giselle, how to get rid of the roach that seems to never die? But I find it so hard to focus when he is near, and I am energized enough to stay awake.

I don't want to discuss death and war. I just want to snuggle into his arms and laugh about our past and think about our future.

“Colette?" I hear my name whispered to my right.

"Yes?" I squeak out.

"Are you okay?” My mother asks, her eyes on me and a frown tugging at her lips.

"It's just been a long day." I give her a tight-lipped smile, looking around at everyone else. "Sorry, I will focus."

Colette is the only one who can kill Giselle. What if

needing to be the savior of all our species and

you mean?" Caspian asks after a minute. "If Giselle lives, she will always be a threat. She will always

and store

are in a stupor, trying to wake themselves up. My mom watches us and after a minute, a sharp jab hits my ribcage and I hiss, rubbing my side. She scowls at me, quietly motioning for me to say something

I ask him. "She

to heat, they become heat." Ezrah says, speaking for the first time

things to move faster, as if she won't be around to spur things on. Phoenix's are known for rising from the ashes. They burn up in a heat so intense even a dragon would cower, and

think she will evolve-is that even the right

the heat consumes them. It is their only downfall, at least that I know of, which, admittedly, is limited." Ezrah says. "Ash form is where they are most vulnerable. Is that correct Caspian?" Merikh asks,

That is correct." He responds, standing and pacing the length of the deck in thought. "How do you suppose we get her to go up in flames? It could take

run high gets unbearably hot. She must have been absorbing the dragon's heat when their emotions make them grow warmer. She can be around the dragons,

to spring to life in my chest as I bite my lip, gnawing on it as I process all the information and Merikh's idea. It

quietly to each other in some other language I don't understand while I stand from my seat and move closer to

best we can do is make sure she can't come back again." He says, looking me in the eye. "What do you

the next stage. Giselle was suffocating in the room, nearly drying me out, and I don't think it was entirely intentional. I think

creature of chaos. She thrives off of it, but it is also her downfall in this sense. That is the problem with chaos. There is never a plan and thus things eventually

says, finally breaking out of the conversation with Caspian. "You have a plan, fine. But what about where it will go? Who will know about it and what it is? There are many factors that

his eyes settling on me. "You are not

gives my hand

there is a place in the siren kingdom where you store relics or things you wish to keep safely away from others,” I shrug. "Only the siren

her to burn

can not fight with you. Caspian is still recovering and only the royals can leave the sea for extended times. Everything will come down to you, not your Alpha or the Fae. But