Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

I feel like I am floating on air, the high from meeting and being accepted so quickly. Even with the very blunt questions about what it's like to be a dog and if I smell like a wet animal after I leave the water, it was nice. It felt a little like maybe I didn't lose everyone. The loss of mom and dad still weighs heavy on my heart, but I swear they were there with me laughing and smiling.

Merikh comes around the corner of the hall, his head down as he rubs the back of his neck, a huge exhale filling the distance between us. I slip into the little cutout next to our bedroom door, waiting for him. "Alpha," someone calls him.

"Yeah?" He asks, then he seems to make a relieved sound. "Ah, good, you were faster than I expected, Thatch."

"When the Lycan king beckons, you don't leave him waiting." He says with a deep chuckle.

My brows pull together as I try to remember who exactly Thatch is. Not that it is saying much. I have so many names to learn and remember, and my grief has sort of left me hiding away the majority of the time.

"I am sure you know by now the condition of Beta Hayes." Merikh says, his voice soft and disappointed.

"Uh, yes. I have been made aware." He says, sounding unsure.

"I need someone to replace him, just for the time being." Merikh says and my eyebrows shoot up.

"Of course, Alpha. Just until Beta Hayes is well enough." Thatch says, a tone of shock in his answer. "But are you sure that I am the right choice? Or that he won't get better in the next week or so?"

I can hear the panic in Thatch's voice. The way he wants this honor, but respects the man who has held the place he is taking over for so many years. Not that it is at all surprising, everyone respects and deeply cares for Merikh and Hayes. Perhaps it's the way they lost their parents or the way they step up to every challenge. Either way, Thatch will have big shoes to fill.

"I spoke with Hayes about this decision, and we both agreed that you were the only option." Merikh pauses and chuckles lightly. "Hell, it is the only thing we seem to agree on these days."

My excitement slowly bleeds away from my meeting and my chest burns for Merikh. He has not only had to help me in my darkest place, but he has battled Hayes and the demons that have attached to him in the form of terrible thoughts and anger.

Merikh has been bleeding from both sides of his heart and though I have seen it, I don't think I've really SEEN him.

I accept, Alpha. Again, just until Beta Hayes is ready to

for you, but sadly, this will be a trial by fire for you." Merikh says, a yawn taking over. "Try to get some rest for

way. Instead of opting to jump out at him, I wait, leaning on the door. As

mine, going from tired to sheer comfort and joy as a smile breaks over his perfect lips, one so genuine it melts

the side of his cheek as he shudders

He asks and I nod, giving him a

Thatch?" I ask, arching a brow, and he

blinking slowly as he steps into me, my hand dropping from his face as I wrap my arm around his body. "Why not Percy?" I ask

protect you. After everything, including Penny, I think moving Percy to beta would almost be offensive

fair." I say

was your family

he eases us in. Before I can say anything squeal in shock as he swoops me up into his arms and walks over to the couch, laying the two of us down, my back to his chest as he spoons me close.

allies." I tell him, my heart thudding at what to say. Under normal circumstances, I would beam and tell him every

were getting along." He says, his nose pressing into my

myself. "It seems like they want to get to know me. I think it will

He says, giving me a little squeeze. "It makes me happy to hear how well it went, Colette. I could feel your joy radiating and it was so refreshing to feel

off

looking for more of his touch. The room is dark and silent as we just cuddle. And somehow it feels like it's been one of our more

slumber.

him. Even in the tiny amount of light, I can see how at peace he is and my heart hurts. Not a pain that makes me want to cry. But a pain that comes from being overfilled after so long of being overly aching. "Merikh," I whisper, pushing up on my elbow as I press

mutters, half asleep as I run my fingers through his hair and he moans in

ask you for

want, little