Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 114



*Colette*

Percy's hand steams, smoke rising at an alarming rate, a grimace forming on his face as Jennifer tries to transform. A bright orange orb bounces in her throat, as if her flame is trying to break free to take over, and Percy is the only thing keeping it in. He lets out a pained scream as he releases her, but he doesn't back away as she gasps for air.

"We should go,” Merikh whispers, pressing at my lower back. My cheeks grow warm, my jaw clenching in frustration.

"The hell we will," I say, sparing him a moment, before gluing my eyes onto Percy once again. "She killed Penny, and then she tortured me for days. And what she did to my mom-"

My voice breaks and I clear my throat, focusing on Percy as he ducks under Jennifer's arm, gliding to the left as she lunges forward at him. Flames shoot from her mouth as she whips around, trying to catch him as he rolls away.

Merikh pulls me further from them, giving them space as I watch anxiously. We could join in, help him finish her and make this end faster. But I need to watch her suffer as much as Percy needs to be the one who kills her.

It won't fix us, hell it will probably only make us feel better for a moment, but when time is the only thing that heals pain, you need a hit of something to hold you over until that time comes.

This is that moment. That memory when I close my eyes and I remember how it feels to have her hit me, or the sounds my mother made screaming by Jennifer's hands, it will dull the ache. From a place that hurts to one that numbs, never erasing it, but at the very least feeling like we got fucking retribution.

"Percy will be fine. I have faith in his skill and his anger." Merikh says.

"I do too, but I need to see this," I whisper. Merikh's hand tangles with mine as he sighs.

"Then we stay and we watch her be destroyed."

Jennifer roars out, her head falling back as flames shoot straight up into the sky, the leaves of the trees near it recoiling from the heat before catching fire and falling to the ground.

hers as she grows longer and taller. I have seen

most perfect way. Wings spawn out wide, as a slow flap sends wind tunneling toward us and she flaps faster, preparing for takeoff. Her eyes cut

Percy by taking her gaze off of him and giving him the opening he needs to

as her legs lift off from the ground, both claws sinking into the thin, paper like veiny skin. She squeals in pain as his fingers rip through with ease, shredding her flesh before

knocking from me. I turn, wheezing as I watch her tail fly around haphazardly and see Merikh on the ground

up as Percy leaps onto her back and she tries like hell to

off her thick scales and he slips down toward her neck.

goes from having the upper hand to his shoulder being in her mouth as he wails out in agony. My hair stands on edge as

run. Her back is to me, and Percy is nowhere to be seen from the angle. I slip under her broken wing, panic gripping at my throat as I pop up and see Percy

I ramble, my eyes misting with tears as my skin feels like it is crawling, every bit of me hyper aware of what the fuck is going on. Jennifer has taken out an entire family and tortured mine. I should have just helped him kill her. I

his lycan form stands, his right shoulder droops and his

massive head toward him, her jaw at an awkward angle, and I see flames dripping from her mouth as if she can't open it to release

her balance off from her wing and her dislocated jaw as she lands on

dragging her toward the center of where they had been fighting

he kneels down and leans over her. "So fam going to have to get creative with what

to get the words out and I growl in

and she turns her pale pained

grasps her cheek, and she

me when I am killing you," he says, leaning close to her

only to find him gone. My eyes widen in shock as I reach out to feel him, but

I rasp out, my mouth

me relax as I look up at him. He appears to be okay, his eyes clearer than they had been

looking for," he whispers, giving

cries, trying to fight him off, losing to his determination inch by inch until her cry grows into a frantic wailing and she

no. Please, I will help you-" she sputters out, blood flying from her