Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Everyone sits and stares at Teiran, Nisha's eyes sizing him up with unbridled curiosity. Dean clears his throat, waiting for Hayes to say something, anything. But he doesn't. Instead, he stands and turns to walk away. "Hayes," Koda hisses, causing Hayes to stop, look over his shoulder uninterested, and then he walks off.

"I'll take the first watch," he mutters.

"I am Teiran." The dragon heir says. Nisha slaps at Koda, her eyes wide.

"I told you he looks familiar," she hisses at him.

"And how do you know him?" He asks, sounding bored.

"He is the dragon king's kid." She grits out. Koda sits up straighter, his mouth falling open as he looks at me, a grimace on my face as I try to hide my face.

"He is what?" Dean screeches.

"Calm down, they exiled him," Marcos says in Teiran's defense and I feel a twitch at my lip, amused that suddenly Marcos is defending him, even if it is minimal. "Disowned really."

"That doesn't matter," Koda scoffs. "If he looks like a dragon and smells like a dragon, then he is the enemy."

"Do I look like a dragon just sitting here?" Teiran asks, and Koda frowns.

"He means you are big," Nisha tries to explain.

"He is here because I asked him to help us." I say, cutting the chit chat short. "Yes, he is the dragon king's son, yes he was exiled and yes, I do trust him. At least enough to trust that we are not his enemy." "Did you stop to consider that maybe he is our enemy?" Koda groans. "And Hayes agreed to this?"

He suddenly stands, throwing his hands up in anger before he chuckles to himself and he sneers at me.

"Yes, Hayes agreed. Teiran and I saved Hayes and Marcos. He had no problem killing his own kind to keep us safe." I snap at him as I jump up too, rolling my shoulders back.

two saved Marcos and Hayes?" Nisha repeats, her tone

your leader has

looks away, clearing his throat. We all know about Hayes' wish for death, the oath his brother made him take. There is no room for arguing with anyone about

get some rest." I give him a half smile and he nods, clearing his throat before he lays down, and

grin on her face as she looks at an angry Koda who

pet, and I am least of all a

nose. The last thing I need is more arguing over moot points. My body is exhausted and muscles are sore. "I am going

fire, my body shivering as I lay in the dewy grass, the moisture leaching through my clothing. Sleep, like always, eludes me no matter how long I lay counting the breaths. I roll onto my back, my hand over my stomach as I watch the stars. Hayes had to feel it. Why else would he bring up sparks, and them being important? I shouldn't have denied it, but the fear of what he will do if I say yes made it feel impossible to say anything else. Would he

bitter, kind of annoying, bitchy part of me. But he is Hayes, my Hayes. The same guy who would make

me want to be a better person, even after I left, hell even after meeting Tyler. I would remind myself to think objectively like Hayes would and yet, when I am around him, it is hard to think

groan quietly, pressing my palms

need it the most? My stupid, bond driven lycan wants to be curted up with Hayes, to be accepted. But Hayes and

situationship.

I hear a soft whisper and look around my hands to see the outline of Hayes as he takes

uncommon," I admit, and he

Might be part of why I am such an asshole." He gives me a soft

that could just be natural?"

racing at just being next to him. Down, lycan, down. Last thing I need is to get caught staring at his plush, upturned kissabte lips. He might get the fight idea.

be loved.

sleep?" He asks, reaching out a hand

spare mattress with fluffy blankets in any of these bags?" I ask him with an arched

that..." He grins widely, hooking his thumb over his shoulder like he might actually try to play it off like

my cheeks feel red. It feels like I am a teenager all over again, flirting with the boy I like. Ironically, it's the same damn boy. "You could always use me," He winks and I frown at him before I look away and tuck my hair behind

he is struggling between his two personalities. The one I knew and loved and the current broken