Filed To Story: Traded To The Lycan King Novel (Colette & Merikh) by MG Wattsons
“Do I have to be n*ked?” I ask, arching a brow, and he looks at me like I’m crazy.
“I wasn’t n*ked the time you barged in on me in the waters.” he teases and I click my tongue. “Excuse me, I just wanted to help you.” I protest and he just shakes his head in amusement. “And help you did.” he gives a small bow in appreciation and I try to fight the growing grin. “Fine.” I roll my eyes playfully, giving into him, “I will go to the healing waters. Happy?” “Very much.” He nods, a glint in his eyes. “I will have someone pull it together for you.”
“Can I take it later tonight? Bathing now feels…. a little useless before a workout. I want to train today and then I
will take one.”
“You are sounding like a Luna with those demands,” he bites back a pleased smirk.
“I feel more comfortable…I guess.” I shrug and he laughs.
“With me or the pack?” he asks.
“Both, actually…” I admit, and he exhales with a nod.
“Fine. if you feel you are ready to train today, then let’s start now.”
My muscles scream out in total agony, my mind mush and my b*dy covered in sweat. Merikh follows behind me and I swear I can feel him trying to hold his laughter in. Here I thought we would continue our us “What the hell was that?” I ask him with narrowed eyes. Merikh just looks at me with a barely there smug smirk before looking away quickly. He is enjoying this all way too much.
“Your next level of training. You were saying you are healing faster, so why not step up the training a little faster as well?.”
“Yeah, remind me to not speak out of turn. Apparently, all I do is put my foot in my damn mouth.” I grumble and he breaks into a laugh that feeds the very core of me, making my whole b*dy heat.
My legs feel like jello and my lungs are searing from the workout they were given as well. I look over my shoulder and watch him. I am in complete awe of how he would ever need a second chance, mate. The rumor for so long had been that she rejected him because of his scarred face. Yet here I am. Watching the most handsome being I have ever laid eyes on laugh like an angel. He may be one of death, but the fact remains, he is unearthly beautiful and more so when he smiles.
rikh, why did your mate reject you?” I ask him and he freezes, his entire b*dy rigid and his eyes near dead. The transformation from warm and laughing Alpha to cold and murderous is so fast I nearly get whipla “I don’t want to talk about her,” he snaps as he pushes past me.
“Why not? If you have a new mate, shouldn’t you be over your last one?” I ask, and he takes two large steps,
overtaking me as he grips my elbow.
“It is none of your business,” he grits out before yanking his arm away and recoiling back from me. “Make sure you go to the healing waters after this. I will be late to the room tonight,” then he pushes past me, leaving me behind to gape and wonder what the hell just happened.
When I make it into the pack house, Penny finds me and gives over my shoulder to someone behind me. I glance back to see Percy nod back to her as he takes off.
“Has he been stalking me all day?” I ask, and she grins.
“Oh, for sure. I keep telling him that stalking women is a terrible habit, but what can I do? Creeps are gonna creep.”
“Oh, I can’t wait to tell him you said that.” I chuckle and she shrugs.
“He will never believe you,” she winks, falling instep beside me.
We walk for a moment in comfortable silence as I contemplate asking her the question the Merikh shut down so angrily. Then I realize I have a right to know. It’s part of this pack’s history and I am supposedly this pack’s future. How “Penny…”
“Yes?”
“If I ask you questions, do you have to answer me?” I ask tentatively.
She looks at me, confused. “I guess it depends on the question and how it’s important to you?”
“I want to know about Merikh’s ex mate…” I tread lightly with my words, looking around and waiting for a backlash. Instead, she throws her hands up with an exasperated sigh.
“Well, it’s about damn time,” she says.
“Wait what?”
“I’ve been dying to tell you, but you had to ask me first. Let me know you are serious about being Alpha’s new mate and our Luna.”
“Uh…ok.” I say, not bothering to think much about what she says. I have questions and I want answers. “So,
what is her name?”
“Oh, you mean was?” She quirks a brow.
“Was? As in, she is dead?” I ask and she grins, nodding yes.
“Like damn dead. Lauren lost her head, kind of dead. She dead dead.” She says in a creepy way too happy about it, upbeat voice.
“Okay, she’s dead, but how?” I ask and she looks away for a second.
“You can’t freak out until I tell you the entire story. Okay? Promise?”
“Well, that’s already not a great start.” I admit anxiety squeezing my insides like it’s an orange in a juice factory.