Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 127

*Merikh*

"Have you spoken with Beta Hayes?" Percy asks, the ashes of Giselle in his arms as I carry a now sleeping Colette. My muscles are tense, my instincts screaming out as I try to reach my brother and get no mind link back.

"We might be too far out." I suggest. Percy nods like it is a possibility, but I think we both know that something is terribly wrong. I can feel the pack. I know they are near and that I am well within range of Hayes, yet he says nothing.

-Hayes, answer me, that is an alpha order-I shoot out to him directly one more time.

The silence is deafening and the nagging in my gut tells me he is dead, or in need of saving.

"Fuck," I mutter, my chest ripping in two when I look down at my tear stained luna, who is pale and speckled with injuries, do not heal, even with my presence and constant holding of her.

"Do you want me to go look for him?" Percy asks, just as figures are seen in the distance.

"No," I say, zeroing in on them as I break into a labored run, “I need you to take Colette to the healers and get her in a bath of healing waters immediately. Hayes is my responsibility. I will find him and then kick his ass for not responding."

It's a grim joke, but in order to keep my mind from fearing the worst, I need the light release of humor. Percy, heavens bless him, forces out a tight chuckle, waving down the warriors in front of us. They sprint toward us, eyes wide when they see the sight and then tilt their head, confused, looking at what is in Percy's arms.

"Is Luna Colette okay?" Brandy, one of my top warriors, asks.

"She is in need of healing. Percy will take her." I glance around, noting the bodies on the ground are either bloody or burned. Many of them are my people, and a sadness grows deeper in my chest.

Beta Hayes?" Percy asks, motioning for the warrior with Brandy

seen him since-" Brandy

in knots. Percy steps up and I gently place Colette

moment she was there and the next she was running from the

"The alpha doesn't need the details. He needs a general idea of where

and looks at

and ran into the woods screaming. All the wolves

As soon as the fog hit and the dragons left, we started looking for them, but truthfully...I am not holding out much hope

heels when thin fingers gently squeeze my wrist, the fluttering in

a gentle look

and she seems to shrink at the thought of me

my words and nods slightly before she tries to get

help,"

would only slow me down. I promise I will be back as

and losing either of them now, after everything would feel like losing an extension of me. All I can hope is that I find him and Leandra hopefully just passed out from a blast

in different openings, hoping to find either of them or at least a clue of where the hell

missing, as is his mate. We need to find them now.-- I shoot through

ask them to stop looking for their friends and loved ones to look for mine, but

it was not an order, but more of a plea. The hollering of his name rings out through barren trees and echoes off once vast part of forest. "Hayes!" I scream, my voice hoarse as I feel it straining to work through the heavy smell of smoke that clogs my lungs, even after the wave and fog eliminated the flames. "ALPHA MERIKH!" My name rings out and I spin, trying to find the location when I see a young warrior break out of some trees, frantically waving me

all dusted in a light layering of wet ash, but the further we move, the denser the greenery is and the ash

"Are you