Filed To Story: Traded To The Lycan King Novel (Colette & Merikh) by MG Wattsons
“Lost by one.” He responds a small smirk on his lips. I look at him, shocked. For years, I have repealed the ruling that landed our kind ostracized by the council that protects their members and allows them acc “One?” I ask, narrowing my eyes. “Who changed their mind?”
“I am not allowed to share those details, Alpha. You know the rules.” he shrugs.
“Yeah,” I grumble, running my hands through my hair. “Yeah, I know the damn rules.”
“If you had a Luna, it might change things,” he says, looking at me and I know he sees the redness of my lips from my time with Colette.
“Why would that make a difference?” I ask, keeping my little luna a secret from him for now. She is my secret weapon, one I am not ready to let the council know I have yet.
“They want proof that your kind has…” He pauses, looking for the right word.
“A weakness.” I scoff. “I believe that is the word you are looking for.”
“A weakness?” He rears his head, sliding his hands into his matching blue pants. “Interesting way to put it alpha. I was going to say anchor. Someone to keep you grounded. To reach you when you are otherwi unreachable. If you understand my meaning.”
“I have seen how some of the council members treat their other halves.” I frown. “There is no grounding there. Just pure ownership and S*xual drive.”
“Ah, but their kind has not been kicked from the council, nor are they notorious for acting out before thinking. Your kind, however…” he falls off, knowing I know where he is going.
And I admit, he may have a point there, but I refuse to acknowledge that. I turn, pushing my office door open and motioning him to enter. He obliges me, and I see Hayes sitting in the corner with a grin on his fa “Is there a message you would like to relay to the council?” Ezrah asks. He pulls an envelope from the breast pocket, placing it on the desk, and I see the same seal I always do.
“I see Caspian is still the head of the council.” I frown. The dickhead who keeps fighting me, even though our terms have been fulfilled and time served. He has it out for us, not that the feeling isn’t mutual.
“He is.” He watches me with a glimmer of amusement. “You know the rules. He has some time left to be the leader.”
“Because he stole my kinds term, I should be at that seat.” I growl low in my chest. “Not some fish stick asshole.”
“If your kind had followed the laws, things would be very different, Alpha. But as it stands, your great grandfather was not one for the rules and the council fears the term has not yet been long enough for a lesson to ha “That’s bullshit.” I hiss, hammer my fist on my desk. “They all are hoping enough time passes to make us forget. They’ve abandoned us.”
“I am merely a messenger,” He frows. Then he lays a separate note next to the one containing the refusal to let us back into the council.
“What is this?” I ask, furrowing my brow as I grab it and tear it open..
“That I do not know. I only deliver the news. This was in my pile to deliver.”
“Yet you knew what was in the first letter.” Hayes reminds him and Ezrah shrugs.
“I was given the details to share verbally, the other note I know nothing about other than the destination. But now I must go before my portal closes,” he says, checking the clock above my head. “Thank you.” I sigh. Even if he brings bad news, Ezrah is easily the more respectful of the messengers.
“Always a pleasure, Alpha Merikh.” he gives a head bow and sees himself out.
Hayes pops up, rushing over the desk like a hungry dog looking for a treat.
“Open the damn thing. I want to see what it says.”
“Leave.” I say, smirking. His face falls.
“What?”
“No warning about Ezrah being here and you sent him to find me.” I remind him, and he scoffs.
“I always do that with him.”
“But it rarely interrupts… things,” I growl, my lycan coming forward to show him our displeasure. Shock gives way to amusement, and he laughs.
“Damn, so you put some moves on her in the healing waters? Very unoriginal, but it’s a start,” he teases and I scowl, sitting in my chair and pointing to the door. “Oh, come on! It was an honest mistake. I didn’t “Next time you do that, I will have you punished.” I scowl at him.
“I swear on the heavens, never again…for a while.” he grins and I roll my eyes, opening the letter glancing down at the printed font on paper with only three lines.
-Keep your Luna close. She is the stuff of dreams…or nightmares. Can’t wait to meet her at the council meeting.-
“What the fuck?” I mumble, my blood running cold as I read it again and again. Hayes takes it from my hand. His eyes snap up to mine.
*So the wolves…the stupid f**king dream weavers…”
“Someone from the council knows more than they should.” I mutter and he growls in anger.
“We have a f**king traitor.” He hisses, running his han *Colette POV
I watch Merikh as he works in his office, his head down and a frown on his lips. He has been like this since the night we k*ssed in the healing waters. And that was just over two weeks ago.
He snaps at everyone, especially Hayes, the two of them bickering back and forth under their breath as I try to tune them out and not listen. That would be an easy feat, a maid pretending not to hear what they hear, but I’m not a maid like Merikh likes to remind me almost every day. I’m his Luna. So I listen. “No luck finding the mole yet?” I ask, arching a brow. His eyes snap up, the speck of surprise melting away into an amused smile.
“And here I thought you were so enthralled in your books that you weren’t listening.”