Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

*Merikh*

There is a small knock before my office door pushes open and Colette peeks her head in. A smile replaces the frown I had been dawning since receiving the news that other packs throughout the kingdom are being attacked at random.

War has rules, or at least it used to, but now, nothing and no one is off limits to the dragons who seem keen on wiping us from the face of the earth.

"Has Zale arrived yet?" She asks, sashaying across the carpet. My heart leaps with the way she gives me a soft smile, her eyes glittering. Colette is still in deep mourning but to see her smile, of her own accord and without prompting, is so refreshing.

"Not yet." I say, looking down at the small clock on my desk. "But I expect he will be here soon."

"Then you have time to talk about something with me?" Her tone grows serious as she stops beside my desk, placing her hand down instead of continuing over to me. I arch a brow, turning in my chair to face her as I lean back.

"I always have time to talk with you about things, Colette." I say warily. It almost feels like a trap and by the way she looks away and clears her throat, I can only assume it is something she is worried about. Or afraid of the answer.

The thought enters my mind that maybe she wants to go back to the ocean. To either train or meet her other family in the depths of the ocean. My chest grows heavy and I wait anxiously for her to find the words she seems to struggle with.

"It's about Hayes." She mutters, her gaze meeting mine, as it feels like I can breathe again.

"Hayes?" I ask.

"Yes."

"Okay, what about Hayes?" I tilt my head, clasping my hands together in front of me.

"He seems to be doing better." She offers and I narrow my eyes, catching on immediately to what is going on.

"That sounds suspiciously like you are going to try to convince me he can go hunting for a villain." I say, my tone flat and my lips pressing together.

She chuckles and tucks a hair behind her ear. Such a simple and innocent motion as she looks up and quicks a wry smile. Fucking Hayes and his stupid ability to know how to play me. Using my mate against

me.

"Maybe." She shrugs. "But he doesn't have to go alone."

intrigued again. "And who will want to go on this suicide mission of his?

me. She nudges my knees apart as she steps between my legs, my hands going to her waist as I lean forward and look at her. Colette's hands rest lightly on my forearms as

their mates to join him? Ones who want

male lycans together

was a way I could send Hayes out to do what he wanted that ensured he and his group wouldn't try to not come back, I would do it. But right now, Hayes is too delicate. He is in that phase that Percy was in, looking for

a part of himself. When he looks in the mirror, he will never see the same man standing there looking back at him. He will see the reminder of

do this not just for revenge, but because our kind needs this too? What if we look at it as finding the cause of all of this so we can stop the

fair point. Wolves find happiness in their honor. To prove their worth, to save their loved ones from future pain and suffering, they would do anything. But before I will allow any of that, I need to know that Hayes will try to come back. That he will have something worth living for and

can answer Colette, and Percy's voice calls through the oak

here Alpha."

later," I assure Colette, rising to my full height. Then I lean down and press a gentle kiss to

on my chest before she breaks away from me and steps

in."

door opens and Zale walks in, his hair slicked back and his eyes a honey

Zale," I say, walking him into the room.

and meets Colette's gaze for a moment before she looks away, her eyes filled

stroking her upper

to leave, I will not be upset with you." I offer, but she clears her

She smiles, though it doesn't

of your losses. Not just from me, but from our kingdom, the rest of your family," Zale says. "Thanks," she murmurs,

give her one more pressing

me

make my

take a seat.

int

the slightest if it looks strange or unprofessional. It is clear she needs my touch right now, so I

that above all else.

indicating he received the ashes of the bitch phoenix. "But rumor has it the

the dragon king missing, he

not?" He asks, confused, as his brows knit