Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 111



*Merikh*

I hold Colette close, knowing that the second we arrive there will be no time to be close to her. There is a very real probability the people we love will die. Not all of them, but some, and potentially one of us.

The reality of that knowledge doesn't go unnoticed by anyone in the SUV as Johannes careens closer to where my pack was supposed to be hiding. It infuriates me beyond all things that I once again was blind to what Lauren might share with the enemy.

Granted, I had hoped the rumor of her existence had been false. The fact remains, I failed my pack again. Little mistakes that could change the tide of any war plague me at every turn and I need to force myself to be prepared for whatever outcome may arise.

"What is the plan?" Johannes asks, his gaze meeting mine in the rearview mirror.

"We need to get to Giselle. Get her alone and piss her off beyond belief." Colette says.

"Care to share why making her angry is so important?" He asks.

Colette launches into explaining the thought process behind it all as I zone out, preparing myself for every scenario.

"Alpha," Melody says softly, grabbing my attention. "Are you feeling up to this?"

Her question is quiet, while Colette and Johannes chat as if they have been on the same side for all their lives.

"I am fine," I tell her, even if it isn't true.

There is no choice but to be fine in our current situation. Yes, we could have taken another day and hoped Giselle would have been patient, but that is not how either me or my luna are. My brother and pack are on a fish string, teetering over the edge, and we are the only ones who can catch them.

"Will you be able to fight?" She asks, concern etched in her face. My gaze skirts over to Ezrah, who is very much pretending to be asleep.

"Of course I will." I frown, "Why don't you just ask what you are really trying to get to? You want to know if I will be able to protect Colette in my weakened state?"

She clears her throat and looks away, ashamed. I lean back on the seat, turning slightly.

"Let me be very clear. There is nothing, not even death, that will keep me from making sure she is safe." I whisper, and she nods.

window, and I feel she

speaking with Johannes about potential problems and what we anticipate while I pin her mother down

come?" I ask her, and she grows rigid. Her hands twist at the seat belt

too if you like." She tries to hide her face, but

I watch her throat bob as she swallows. "There

to the back of her neck. "It physically hurts to be near him. To know that all this time he never once thought that perhaps

is more at stake than upsetting exes." I say

would be less painful if we were exes." She whispers. "He didn't or doesn't feel the bond the way I do. There was no way for him to feel I was alive, I understand that, but...it

it's painful? Life hangs in the balance and

taken from my brother on his way to come for us. Thankfully, the phone for the Siren's is still in that cabin, and if I am lucky, Calvin will be there, and inform Caspian of what I sent

and fire off a text, then slam the phone shut. Colette slides a glance in my direction, her brows tugging together in a silent question, but I ease her worry with a smile. I motion

a finger rubbing gentle circles over my heart before exhaustion takes over and I slip away into a deep sleep. There is nothing in my dream at first, no visions,

a constant nagging, as if I am being tugged on like a fish finally hooked by an eager fisherman on the shore. My lycan

Until that hum

refuse to step away from. My lycan

Then a fluttering blossom in me at my cheek, a wetness under my eyes and the sound of wind barreling through a concrete tunnel grows louder until I cry out in pain, covering my eyes and I throw my eyes

me burns, the vehicle we were in up in flames as I blink and find Colette's tear-stained face. Her look of horror turns to

raging burn down

looking around in shock, taking stock of

attacked." Colette whispers, "They weren't waiting for us to

to reach out to my lycan, who still feels miles away. All I did

long was I

She frowns. "Eight hours,"

myself up, ignoring the pain in my side that ripples up my body, making me shudder. "Feels like fucking forever and that is saying a lot coming from an immortal." Johannes responds, creeping over to

me," Johannes says, a

you were stuck, so I crawled back into try

as I force myself to

in to where Hayes and Leandra are. We thought she would be safest with

her hand off my shoulder and forcing myself to sit up. Her hand grips

damn one I take

us? Not the dragons?" I ask, a thought occurring