Traded To The Lycan King Novel (Colette & Merikh) by MG Wattsons

Until recently, I really didn’t think hybrids could exist either, and yet here one stands in the flesh next to me.” He gives me a soft smile. I move toward Percy, sitting on the bed next to him. My hand reaches out, gently grabbing his to get his attention, but it’s like: trying to get…

“Do you have reason to think it is not?” He asks, skeptically. “That came from someone I know never met your queen. Percy drawing a lily could mean a few things. Like the flower was present. Or maybe he is trying to send us to a meadow for answers.” I offer and he shakes his…

All I want is him, me and peace. And in order to have that, we need honesty. I have his loyalty and he has mine. But where we lack is truth and openness. “Our relationship will be perfect.” I murmur, speaking into existence the way I want it to be between us. “We trust each…

“I should get back to Merikh,” I mutter. Confliction stirring in my head and chest. I know Caspian is right. My powers, whatever they may be, could very much come in handy and, as someone who can’t offer much in the way of my werewolf abilities, this would be a huge advantage for us. What…

“Damn it.” I groan, helping Brent to the nearest chair before I tear from the room, sprinting after Hayes. I scream after him, only for him to ignore my every attempt, so 1 kick my speed up. I may not know how to fight, but ruming is slowly becoming my thing. Well, hiking was, but…

“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…

“Fine. So you went into the woods and found a random woman and decided to bring her back with you?” He asks, peeking past me at Hyacinth, who wanders around the room like she is assessing the decorations. “Not just a random woman,” she murmurs without sparing him a glance. “A fae princess.” He rolls…

“These burns…” she muses. “They are from a dragon Elm said.” “Yeah, Giselle shot a ball of fire at Colette and he took the hit,” Elm says walking over. My face turns pink, my heart racing at the terrible memory. “But this is not a dragon’s flame. This is…this is magical, Elm.” She whispers, her…

“Yes, brother?” she asks him, another jab of pain rolling through me. Colette pulls back, leaving her hands on my face as she makes me look at her, my breathing ragged and my muscles quaking under my weight. “Did you see her?” Elm asks, and she stops what she is doing at my back. “In…

“That is all I can do Hyacinth says, sounding tired. “Your bruising seems like it was a little more than that. But you should heal much faster with your fractured ribs now healed and your bruised spine now better.” “Thank you,” I tell her sincerely, and she steps around so I can see her. “The…