Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

*Hayes*

Dean frowns, a heavy sigh escaping him as he places his hands on his hips and weighs what I have told him.

"And you think it's a good idea?" He asks, finally looking up.

"No, but I think it's our best option." I admit. "Is it ideal? No, not at all, but I'm trusting my instincts here."

He smirks, his cheek dimpling as he tries to hold back a chuckle.

"Forgive me for saying this, Hayes, but since I have known you, all your instincts have done is find us in fights, almost dying."

"That was anger. This is logic. It's obvious that what we have been doing isn't working, so we need to pivot. Find a better angle, a better plan, and I think this is the way to go." I admit. "Look, I know trust is hard past a certain extent with me. But if you could just afford me a little grace here, it would help—"

"I trust you." He says, cutting me off, the skin around his eyes wrinkling as his brows furrow. "What I need to know is that you can trust yourself."

My lips press together, and I look away, my gaze drifting to Kyra where she stands and stretches as the others wake everyone up. Can I trust myself when I don't even know what the hell to do about her? About this disgusting spring of hope flowing in my gut? I want her; I want a life with her, all the while knowing I deserve no such thing and I can't ever have it.

"That will be something I have to figure out along the way."

"Hmm," Dean mulls in thought, and I cross my arms over my chest, watching him.

"Hmm what?" I ask, and he looks at the others.

"You should at least take Marcos with you." He exhales. "Four is better than one."

"Marcos is a great fighter, but he will only cause tension. We already have tons of that with taking the dragon with us."

"Yo! You guys ready?" Koda hollers over to us. I give Dean a firm nod and he gives me a weak smile.

"Well, I guess if all goes well, we will see you soon enough." He reaches out for my hand as I slap mine into his, seizing it in a firm grip.

plan, okay? No letting people wander off and search for us." I say firmly.

When you see my brother..." I pause, swallowing the roughness in my throat, "Tell him I hope to

instead of asking questions,

"Sure thing."

As I stride over to her, my heart thuds like a drum before going into war. I am putting my faith

me." I say, walking past them and into the

calls the others with him, the two of us agreeing it would be much faster with a lot less bitching if we just separate and explain to our group the plan. Kyra and Teiran don't utter a word, the two just following until we have walked far enough that Kyra clearly grows curious as she slides up next to me. My lip twitches up into a soft smile, a weird sense

I say, feigning

what the plan is." She shrugs like

a scent or see something."

the others are hanging out at camp?" She asks, her eyes narrowing as she picks on the fact I am not being

come to a stop, turning to face

find Ezrah on our

gone to inform Merikh

found and hopefully

think of

looking right

my comment, but he says nothing, only nodding

of us will be able to

will be able to take him on

looks at the ground, her tongue pressing against her inner cheek as she

want me to steal the egg and run off

Fae." Teiran says, his

fine." I tease her and she glares at me, then her tongue darts out and licks her lip, wetting the plump rosy flesh. My lycan stirs, wanting to come forward and take her and yank her to me and claim her. But that's not something we will do, or

She barks out a fake laugh. "So happy you

one who wanted to split up. This was kind of your idea

and I get the blame for it. How quant for me." She mutters, stalking