Filed To Story: Traded To The Lycan King Novel (Colette & Merikh) by MG Wattsons
“I can not do that, but I can help you.” She explains.
“I don’t understand how you can help me with anything. The only thing I want is my kind free from your mind tricks.”
“I will help your beta if you speak with me.” She says, pointing to Hayes. “I will remove the branch and heal him.”
I look at Hayes, who struggles to move the thick branch. Even in his lycan form, he is stuck.
“What could you possibly have to talk with me about?” I ask her, trying not to look nervous over the amount of blood pooling around Hayes,
“Rumor has it you are a hybrid,” she says.
“You know I am.” I scowl at her. “You and Giselle, and whoever the hell else is on your side.”
“What kind of hybrid?” she asks and I furrow my brows, once again confused by her questions. Why the hell is she asking these questions? Is she trying to verify what she already knows or tricking me into some strange admission to use against me? “Again, you already know this,” I tell her, and her eyes light up. “So why are you asking such stupid questions?”
“So it’s true…” she chuckles, placing her hands on her head. “Holy shit. Caspian actually had an offspring. I thought Elm was making shit up.”
“Not just an offspring, but a Luna.” I scowl at her. She nods like she is processing the information.
“Yes, yes, that is right. He had mentioned you are mated to the Lycan King. How is he, by the way? When I received word of his injuries, I knew I had to come and help offer my services.”
There is no way this woman is Lily. Not with these questions. The only thing remaining is who the hell is she. Because if she isn’t Lily, then why the hell is she here right now?
“You aren’t Lily, are you?” I ask her, and she shakes her head.
“No, I am not. She smiles. “I am a fae, but I am not L Lily I blink at her, my eyes wide as she chuckles and waves her hand like it’s no big deal.
“Then help my Beta. Now.” I point to Hayes and she extends her hand, the tree branch lifting and the blood around him tickling backwards up his leg and back into his wound. I blink as I watch it in slow motion, like a movie in reverse. Hayes equally stunned into silence.
“Now that we have that settled. Why don’t you take me back to the mansion with you?”
“Not until you tell me who the hell you are.” I glare at her. “You stopped us, injured my beta, asked me off the wall questions and all I know about you is that you are not Lily and you are a Fae. I don’t know you well enough to trust you.” I tell her.
are Hayes stands, looking at his lower half like he had just seen a ghost, then his eyes meet mine.
“She is the princess.” He whispers, looking at the Fae once more, who smiles.
“That I am. My name is Hyacinth. Elm is my brother.” She says, giving me a nod. “I am here to help with your bewitched. friends and even heal your alpha “He actually sent for you.” A voice from my dreams tuts. My skin goosebumps, my head spinning as I try to keep myself from breaking down. The fear claws at my chest, making its way up my throat in a painful bubble as I turn and look at a woman with white hair.
Her skin is pale, her eyes an icy blue as she smirks at me, enjoying the effect she has over me. She stays near a tree, keeping her distance, and I realize it’s more of a projection of her. She is not physically here, yet…it feels like she is breathing down my nerk “Ah. You came too.” Hyacinth says, frowning. “Did Elm call you, or did you feel guilty for starting all of this shit and come to apologize?”
“Oh no. I am here just to play a little. I’m bored. All my play things are locked up and I just can’t quite reach them, and with you coming to set them free, I figured I could at least have a chokehold on this one.” Lily says.
“Are you that much of a coward you can’t come in your physical form?” I ask, trying to sound strong.
She cackles, her figure floating over to Hayes as she makes like she is touching his check. He swipes at her and his hand right through her form as she giggles.
goes “Oh stop, that tickles and my elm is a rather possessive Fae King. He won’t like it if I tell him you touched me.” She teases.
“You are sorely mistaken if you think he has any feelings for you now,” Hyacinth says, sounding bored.
“No?” She shrugs. Then why did he sneak me back into his room for a little fun? How else do you think I got my hands on that little sweet redheaded gamma? Elm supports me, Hyacinth.”
My stomach churns and I look at Hayes, the two of us caught between a fight we don’t know how to win as these two fae women face off in a verbal war. Then Lily swoops in front of me, stopping only to grin.
Tell my Elm I am ready for him now. That he no longer has to fake being on your side, and then she vanishes.
Merikh sits on the edge of the bed, his muscles quivering as he stares at Hyacinth, who looks out of place in her velvet dress and crown. I take his hand in mine, his fingers twitching as he frowns up at me,
“You went into the woods? Without me?” He asks, his lips pinched together as he processes what I’ve told him so far…
“Well, you aren’t exactly mobile, Merikh. Hayes was in a panic and I’ve never seen him like that. It scared me, so I had to go with him.” I say, defensively.
“Hayes is a big boy. He can take care of himself,” he says flatly, his eyes narrowed. “You should have woken me up or taken Penny as well, or something.”
“There wasn’t any time for any of that.” I tell him truthfully. “Hayes took off. He wasn’t in his right mind. Plus, I’m a big girl and I don’t need to always be coddled or protected.”
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of all, Hayes is always in his right mind. He doesn’t do irrational or erratic behavior.” He argues back. “And big girl or not, you are a Luna! not a warrior, Colette.”
“Exactly, I am a Luna, and one with water skills. I am not completely useless anymore, Merikh. I am learning and getting stronger.”
“That doesn’t matter. It was stupid and you should have-
“Oh, come on!” I throw my hands up in anger. “His mate was in pain, and he was helpless. If you had seen him, Merikh. He was so broken. How would you have reacted? If it had been you next to him?” I ask him. He looks away, his jaw muscles tensing before he sighs heavily.