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."

we have sat and assumed that Colette is the only one who can

all our species and

do you mean?" Caspian asks after a minute. "If Giselle lives, she will always be a threat. She will always come after Colette, or anyone who she sees as an

collect her ashes and store her in

minute, a sharp jab hits my ribcage and I hiss, rubbing my side.

gather her ashes?" I ask him. "She is

heat." Ezrah

in alarm. Every time I have been around Giselle, the air is hotter than the last. She seems to be in a rush, forcing things to move faster, as if she won't be around to spur

that even the

of, which, admittedly, is limited." Ezrah says.

of the deck in thought. "How do you suppose we get her to go up in flames? It could take years for her to

“Everything around her when her anger rises or her emotions run high gets unbearably hot. She must have been absorbing the dragon's heat when their emotions

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 might actually work, forcing her to end herself so we

other language I don't understand while I stand from my seat and

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

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

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

turns his angry gaze on Merikh. "How exactly do you expect to store said ashes?" Zale 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

plan more than just ceasing a hopeful opportunity." He says grimly, his eyes

gives my hand a gentle squeeze

to keep safely away from others,” I shrug. "Only the siren king will know, passing it down from king to king to guard and protect it. We will have the time to figure out the details after we

to burn up,"

he exhales. "Look, I do not wish to be the person who makes such depressing observations, but we can not fight with you. Caspian is