Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

"No," Teiran says with a small frown. "This has nothing to do with what my birthright is and everything to do with what is right."

I watch him for a moment, weighing the truth of his words, searching for anything I may construe as a lie. But I find nothing, as if he has nothing to hide. Maybe he is being honest, and perhaps he is someone I could trust. But that does not mean I should or will. "Why do you want to see the Alpha and Luna?" I ask him.

"I trust your Luna, and I believe she can help me." He says like it's such an obvious thing.

"But the question is, does she trust you?" I arch a brow and he looks away.

"I see we will make no headway with this. So instead, I will be the one to go out on a limb and extend trust first." He says, his intense eyes landing on me.

"And how do you plan to do that?"

"I will share with you all the Information I have at my disposal. Dragons can not breed hybrids." He says, walking away from me, his back turned before he groans as he lowers himself to a log beside the fire. "How do you know if no one has ever tried?" I ask, following him. He exhales and then shakes his head.

"The first-born child is and will always be the strongest dragon. A dragon can not exist where there is another being. It is why vampires have no effect on us when we are bitten. Our beasts are territorial and they do not allow for sharing of minds."

"We used to believe no one could have hybrids in general," I remind him. "And now we have a Luna who is a hybrid with a siren. Things that have not been tested can't be confirmed as impossible until it's been tried."

"That egg is a dragon." He says, a look in his eyes telling me he truly believes that. "It is not only just a dragon, but it is my sibling."

"It could be a Phoenix. Or a dragon or some crazy version of the two. It is fantastic that you want to believe that there is nothing amiss with that egg, but the truth is that you can't know. No one can until it is hatched and we see what it is." "Once I have the egg, I will be able to tell." He says, and I scoff.

you all could tell that Giselle wasn't a dragon? Forgive me for

fire that seems to burn yet emits no smoke. "Through the haze

exhale, my shoulders

I can't take you to Luna Colette or Alpha Hayes because we are

says, leaning forward, his eyes boring into mine. "Dragons are at your doorstep, eager

to go back to. The pressure of everyone's lives rests on my shoulders, our shoulders, and I can't even focus long enough to track

now," I tell him, trying to convince myself as well. "With the help

true form? We are not small in mass or

yet here you are claiming to be on my side?" I say,

am on the side

to my kind. But my kind needs saving just as much as yours. They are following a demented king who

of our kind but his own

his words and our interaction. Hayes would never in a million years want to team up with a dragon. Especially not the son of the person who led to so many horrifying deaths. But then again, who better to track

he says with ease. "We must do what we have to in order to survive. Not all dragons are

out in the distance, making my skin crawl as it dies out in a guttural sputtering. I am on my feet before I realize it, taking steps toward it, passing Teiran. A rough, warm hand touches my arm gently and I blink at it before looking at his large frame as he shakes his head. "You will survive longer if you don't rush after the sound of death." He

my group that needs help." I say, my brows pulled together, confused by his lack

the sign that you

here and contemplate your next move or you can prove to me that you can be trusted. Then, perhaps, I will find a way to get you to Luna Colette to

two steps away, still