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.

says,

potentially gone. She moves forward, passing the deer and stepping into a tiny clearing where she

attached to her but always beneath her, but it feels somehow invasive to see her like this, in

that she loves so much. It

for me." Teiran says from behind me. "There is enough meat here

him and he snorts a

for

you are

He

her scent left behind. I follow it, weaving through trees until I see

before she does, the quick movement under the trees on the opposite side. My eyes stuck on the thing as it darts around, before

back to alert her to

to her, only for there

tells me, her

it's not." I

look scared." A feminine voice

me as I chuckle low in

don't often get scared, and most certainly not when it is

forward, her blond hair reflecting the sun with flowers strung throughout it. Her cheeks are

hisses. "That bastard

bastard?" Kyra asks, taking a step closer.

teeth grinding together. I can see the trees as they move, almost quivering with her in

hunting him." I say, placing my hands up. "He is our enemy and the reason the war

war?" She blinks.

lycans..." Kyra says, confused, as she slides a weird

crinkles. "Is that why there are so many of them around? Of

her. Shit, if she has seen a lot, then there is a chance we will find ourselves fighting more of them. Which will slow us down and likely mean injuries in some way for all of us. "Well, in the past year, I have. And just

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

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