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

I shake my head no and she touches my snout, sucking in her tears as she nods happily. “We need to get moving,” he says, looking up and then around, his lips pressed tightly together like he is worried. “What’s wrong?” My mom asks, and he stands, helping her up gently. “Finding a way up…

“Mel…” I hear another familiar voice whisper in disbelief before a soft s b breaks out. “Caspian?” I hear my mother say before I can no longer hang on and I let the comfort of sleep take hold of me. *Merikh A burst of flame shoots over my head as I drop to my stomach,…

“Percy is drained.” I tell him. “He will need to be carried.” “And what about you?” He asks me seriously. I shake my head. “No, I don’t need carrying.” I smirk. “I will carry Colette.” It takes longer than I would like to make it to where they are surrounding Colette, who lays looking like…

“No one is concerned about him just walking off?” I ask. “How do we know we can trust him?” “Calvin lost everything to save Colette.” Melody says, looking at Claspian. “What?” Caspian asks. “How?” “He led to Giselle and the man she was with.” Melody says looking to where Calvin had disappeared. “I don’t know…

“Never,” he promises, his lips pressing to my cheek as he pulls back, forcing me to turn in his arms. Heavens, he is breathtaking, his green eyes soft and swimming with concern as he cups my face in worry. My hands feel over his body, touching injuries that make him wince as I make sure…

Training has been awful. All six hours full of exhaustion and stupid skills that refuse to surface, no matter how hard I try! call them. Moving water it seems is easier when I don’t think about it. But with the constant demand for perfection, how 1 not think of it constantly? I try to get…

“How can you possibly be better?” He whispers softly. “I am proud because you are my daughter. F’d love you even if you couldn’t move water” *Merikh* “How is she looking?” Melody asks me. My heart is in my throat watching her swim, afraid she will love this world better than the one she lives…

But perhaps Melody is on to something. Phoenix’s burn hot. Their fire is pure white as it eventually will burn her from within, allowing her to reincarnate through her ashes, eventually. But for a spark to happen, there must be heat. What if that spark never gets the chance to strike again? It’s been days…

I snort a laugh and shake my head. “You aren’t a royal.” “I was a Luna, and I am mated to Johannes,” she retorts. “You were a Luna, and you WERE mated to Johannes. Now you are an unwanted piece of trash, tossed around from man to man.” Her nose twitches as her lip curls,…

Well, at least Giselle is afraid of me. That has to be a good start, or at least a start in general. We will take her down, and hopefully Teiran will be able to talk sense into his father after she is gone. A war means death and hatred. What I want is a life…