Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

*Hayes*

It feels as if life has been breathed into me again. Every millisecond I steal her lips is one moment closer to healing every broken part of me. Her hands glide up my neck, fingers grazing over the scars and sending shivers through me. She is soft, yet as needy and desperate as I am. It takes every ounce of self control to stop kissing her as I break away to catch my breath. But my lips have a mind of their own as they taste hers again, chasing that feeling of us just being us. For a moment, one glorious moment, we get to pretend everything is okay. That I am not about to turn the world upside down and set it on fire for her.

My hands shake as I force myself to pull away from Kyra, my lungs burning as her scent overwhelms me. I want to keep kissing her, holding her tight, but I know I can't. This moment is stolen, one that can only last so long. There will be more, in near future, of that I am damn sure but for now...I need to restrain myself.

My fingers reach out, gliding up the wall as I search for the light and flip the switch. She blinks up at me, causing my heart to flutter as I clear my throat, hoping to hide from my desires in the light as I soothe the growing ache in my chest.

How can a second chance mate bond be this strong? The bond that I felt with Leandra was exciting and wonderful, but this one, with Kyra. It's mind numbing and life shattering.

"Hayes..." she murmurs, calling me back to reality with confusion swirling in her teary eyes as she watches me, dissecting every move I make. "Are you okay?"

I exhale, pacing away before dragging my hands over my face and spinning around as I step into her again. My scarred fingers glide along her jawbone and tilt her chin up. It would be so much easier to just steal her away now.

Run off and mark her, making sure no one else can have her ever, but Teiran is still a decent ally. One I would consider to be a pompous dick but an ally nonetheless, so I need to tread carefully. For my brother's sake.

"Am I okay? I nearly died waiting for a moment to steal you away.." I tell her truthfully. "Every second since you left has been one lived in sheer agony. I thought it was horrible losing you the first time. This time, it felt like I was being ripped apart."

"Me too," she breathes, a tear slipping down her cheek as I drag my thumb over her skin, wiping it away along with the makeup hiding her perfect freckles. I frown as I rub a little harder, looking for the stunning woman underneath the mask Teiran felt he needed to put on her.

"What are you doing?" She asks, pushing my hands from her face with a frown. I press my lips together before sighing. "You are ruining my makeup."

"You look beautiful." I tell her. And it's not a lie, her dress highlights the perfect body she works for and the makeup highlights her angelic like features, but it's lacking...her. She looks like someone they are trying to improve when she needs no improvement. "But?" she whispers, looking away self consciously. I draw her back to me with a soft chuckle.

"I love your freckles." I shrug. "Hiding them seems a bigger crime than starting this damn war."

My words have a more sobering effect than I expected, as she clears her throat and looks down at her feet before slowly looking back up at me.

tone serious. "You can't be there for

my brows knitting together as I shift my weight from one foot

cuts me off,

groans, placing her hand on her head in distress. I take two steps back, finding the sudden need to

and she squeezes her

She weighs the words carefully as

course it is. He is your weakness as much as he

admits. "I love him. From the moment I held him, I just...I knew he was

is warring with. I want to be angry at her, to curse and throw a fit, but the look in her eyes is that of a mother. Not understanding it doesn't make a difference. In

"So you don't really want me to save you from this

murmurs, her eyes grow sad as she reaches out for my hand. "But my hands are tied. I do not want to do this. I don't want you to let me go. One second I need to escape to you and the next my heart

just sobbed in my arms, you just begged me to not let you do this," I remind her and she breaks into tears, nodding her head. "And yet, I have to let you do this. What the fuck am

know, Hayes!"

me. "I don't want this, but

outcome. What I want means nothing in the grand scheme of things. If I don't do this, the way never ends. Our kind will lose this war. The vampires all backed out after helping the first time. The Fae are now almost all in hiding, even the witches

back at her. She blinks, her brows

repeat, and she gives me a strange look, lips flat and brows twisted. "Of course you aren't. So why are you the sacrifice, huh? Why does it

"Because..." she whispers.

for a mom." I bark

a son," I hear Teiran behind me and I grit my teeth, dropping my head before I look at him. His hands are tucked into

mean she has to mate with you? Or your father?" I ask, turning my breaking heart into an anger focused solely

He says shrugging, a hint of a frown on his face. I scoff, looking away for a moment before I glare

know it." I growl out and he

and then stops. He scans Kyra for a moment and then exhales. "How much have you told him?" He asks. Her eyes grow wide and she looks

fix it." She rushes