Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

*Kyra*

"Oh fuck. No, no, no!" Hayes mutters behind me as I rush toward Teiran. My legs feel weak and my arms shaky as I try to climb the tree to get him down.

"Leave him!" The wood fae screams, but I ignore her. What she doesn't know is that once I am done getting Terian freed, I am going to tear her throat out. "I said to leave him!"

"You can go get fucked, you tree humper!" I growl at her. She scoffs and then chuckles, breaking into a manic laugh.

The branches start to bend and twist under me, my feet losing their footing as I fall, crashing into the ground with bruising force. Pain radiates up my thigh as I shove off the ground, sprinting toward Teiran, reaching up and swinging off the lowest branches, launching myself up as I grip the next one.

Teiran groans, turning his head to look at me as he tries to breathe. He is in rough shape, and if I don't get him down soon, he won't heal the right way. Shit. I grit my teeth, jumping onto a branch that sways out, my fingers gripping the moving bark. As I try to use it to move myself closer.

Instead, it consumes my hand, growing around it and gripping me tight as my fingers crunch.

"Agh!" I grit out, as something wraps around my ankle and pulls on me. Twisting me upside down as I try to fight against the restraints.

"Hayes!" I cry out, looking for him to see if he, too, is trapped. Instead, I am shocked to see him on his hands and knees, struggling to breathe. The wood Fae must have hurt him somehow and my heart aches knowing he is in pain. "If you hurt him, I swear I will—” "Why would I hurt him?" She asks innocently, tilting her head as she looks at him. "I don't want to hurt you, but you insist on fighting me for that man's punishment."

My brows furrows in confusion, my eyes stuck on Hayes as he seems to have some sort of meltdown. He groans, holding his head as he grimaces, His eyes unfocused as if he is lost. My eyes slide to Teiran, who continues to bleed from the branch through his shoulder. "What the fuck do you want?" I grit out. She frowns, shaking her head as if she is a parent disappointed in her child.

"Did we not already discuss this?" She asks, titling her head.

we didn't fucking

and her lip sneering. "Leaving

only to honor her death by making use of her instead of letting her go to

throwing her hands up. "Both your kinds just kill, and maim and devour. All you do is fight, mate,

hand, my fingers snapping as my muscles quiver and I try to fight the tears. This is why I hate the Fae. All of them are so high and mighty thinking since they live so long, they have a better understanding of life. "No," Hayes mutters, pushing back onto his knees, his eyes finding me, but he isn't in the present. I can see the ache in him, the

whisper, watching the pain in his eyes turn to murder as

and growls at her. I watch the fear in her eyes as her mouth

will kill you." I hiss as she takes a step

her hands sinking into the dirt as roots rise and twist around her, creating a barrier just as Hayes tears into her. He snaps his teeth, his claws striking

with Teiran. The moment my feet touch the ground, I rush to Hayes in order to stop him. As much of an ill-informed brat as this fae is, she will

I whisper, clutching my injured hand to

is in such a rage he can't be controlled? Just as I reach out again, my fingers shaking, someone grabs me from behind and pulls me away. "Hayes will kill you. He is out of

exhaling. "Just trust

in you I

few steps back as Hayes rears his head back and roars, his hand breaking through the roots as the woman shrieks in fear. "He is not in his right mind. Hell, I don't

"He couldn't save her, so I have to

try. I can hold him down until

We are second chance mates, so I

head. "Or the only one who

I step away