Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 170

"He is baiting us." Teiran gruffs, looking around for something more than the few droplets that linger on the ground.

"Or it's someone else." I mutter, focused on the way the blood seems different. Pinker, almost like paint from the store in shades lighter than blood red.

"Both of you are wrong," Kyra murmurs in thought, scooping up a leaf with some of it on it as she brings it closer to her nose and sniffs.

"And what makes you think that?" Teiran asks, walking over to her.

"There is fur in it," she explains, but he huffs in disagreement.

"The fur could have happened before or after the blood was here." He parries.

Kyra shrugs, her smooth locks falling over her shoulder and swinging toward her face as she looks carefully at what's in her hand.

"I suppose that could be true, too. But this blood smells like a deer.

"Then why is it pink?" He frowns and I grin. It feels nice to know a little more about this than others.

"It's from the lungs. It's more oxygenated and therefore looks more pink than red. Do you not hunt deer very often?"

Teiran looks at me with a blank stare, "We don't hunt our deer the same way you do."

"Right," I mumble, remembering he is a big ass dragon under that human skin. He probably doesn't have to chase and tackle, but does more swooping and swallowing.

"Are you sure it is a deer?" He asks, as Kyra stands and walks further from us.

We follow her, watching as she processes everything in her head, her eyes focused and her mind unable to hear anything we are saying now. Until she stops and places her hands on her hips.

"I am positive." She says, looking back at us and then nodding forward to where a dead deer hangs, partially butchered.

"Ezrah?" I ask, moving closer, looking at the jagged cuts closer.

"Most likely," Kyra says.

salvage what he left." Teiran says, moving closer and

forward, passing the deer and stepping into a tiny clearing where she places her hands

beneath her, but it feels somehow invasive to see her like this, in a way I have never known her to

the version Tyler knew, the version he helped to shape, and that she loves so much. It feels wrong to admire her for it and yet...her focus

you two may find, then come back for me." Teiran says from behind me. "There is enough meat

I ask him and he snorts

own for

it looks to me like you are cutting that deer like a

is meat, no matter how it is cut." He says, looking mildly

follow it, weaving through trees until I see her.

My eyes stuck on the thing as it darts around, before stopping and standing at the edge of the light that shines

up next to her, my hand sliding up her lower back to alert her to my presence.

only for there to be a chuckle that

Ezrah." She tells me,

not." I

look scared." A feminine

smile from me as I chuckle low in my

it

steps forward, her blond hair reflecting the sun with flowers strung throughout it.

a thing." She hisses. "That bastard did

closer. "Can you

together. I can see

up. "He is our enemy

war?" She blinks.

Kyra says, confused, as she slides

"Is that why there are so many of them around? Of those big

fighting more of them. Which will slow us down and likely mean injuries in some way for all of

the man who killed the deer go?" Kyra asks, moving back to

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