Filed To Story: Traded To The Lycan King Novel (Colette & Merikh) by MG Wattsons
As I get closer to her door, I can feel the emotions brewing. The anger I feel for her and the ache in my chest to hold her. Such conflicting emotions are becoming a constant in my life and it’s going to cause permanent damage to my brain. I am I knock, waiting a moment before gently pushing the door open. Colette looks up at me from her spot on the ground, sitting with her back against the bed and her eyes red and raw. There are no tears anymore, only the residue from the ones that have fallen and my heart breaks. I did that. I put those tears on her cheeks and redness in her eyes.
“I need to speak with you.” I swallow, “If you allow it.”
“Do I have a choice?” She clips out.
des,” I nod, giving her the ability to push me the way I have done to her. Instead, she sniffles and scoffs.
“What do you need?” she asks, her voice small and shaky.
“The oath will break when I mark you. If you want me to mark you.” I say, fumbling over my words, choosing the most direct path.
“Merikh, I know what a blood oath is. I may have been raised as a maid, but I know things. I will never get to experience a full bond with you.”
“Then you know there are loopholes,” I remind her and she nods.
“Of course. But that would entail me finding my second chance mate, and I can’t do that with the oath in place.”
“But he can find you.” I swallow, my mouth going dry.
“I suppose. She furrows her brow “You felt the pull, didn’t you? How strong it was?”
Colette pulls her knees to her chest and sighs heavily.
“Yeah, it was mind numbing” She admits and I find myself relaxing just a little knowing it wasn’t just a one sided attraction.
“I was going to lose control of my lycan.”
“I wanted you to mark me. I care about you, Merikh. What would losing control do?”
“It would force me into marking you when I am not ready,” I say, moving closer to her. Her eyes are glued to me, watching my every move as I stop just before her. “I can’t risk a full mate bond when there is no trust.”
“If you would have asked, or explained this…I probably would have agreed. All you had to do was ask.” She says, glaring at me. I sigh and shake my head.
“I wasn’t in the right frame of mind. My pull to you..it is stronger than yours to me. It’s different.”
Her brows furrow in confusion. “Because you are the lycan king?”
“No. Because I know who my second chance mate is.”
-What does that have to do with “You are my second chance mate.” I interrupt her. She blinks at me, her mouth falling open.
Irving to humiliate me? Because of Grady?”
“I don’t that doesn’t make any sense.” She frowns. “Is this some joke? Are you trying 1 flinch when she says his name, hating the sound of it in her voice.
“When we mark each other, the oath will fully disappear and you will recognize me as your second chance mate.”
Colette says nothing, only frowns as she tries to process what I am telling her.
“I don’t believe you, she whispers. “How can I believe you?”
“You are just going to have to trust me,” I whisper, hoping for a little leeway, even though I know I don’t deserve it.
“Do you trust me?” She tilts her head, waiting knowingly for the answer. I draw in a shaky breath and exhale sharply.
“I-can’t.” I admit hesitantly,
“Yeah, I didn’t think so.” She chuckles dryly, standing from the floor and stepping into me. “Then I will keep my trust until you prove to me you are my second chance mate. And when you are ready, I have proof that what you think you saw was only a snippet of what actually happened. I have asked Penny to stay with me tonight.”
Then she moves past me, opening the door and holding it for me to exit “Colette POV”
I want to hate him. The stupidly handsome man sitting next to me as we ride to this council meeting he has been panicking about since I arrived in our pack. His eyes keep wandering over to me, lingering for only a moment before they snap away every time I look at him I have had one week to process what he did. One week of giving him the silent treatment on anything related to me and how 1 am feeling. 1 still can’t believe he thought I wouldn’t be angry after forcing me to take a blood oath under the guise of us being second chance mates.
He isn’t the only one with broken trust. If anything. I have more of a right to be upset with him than he does with me. I have tried to communicate and explain everything to him, but he won’t listen..
But he has no reason for why the hell wouldn’t he tell me we are second chance mates. What kind of jerk sets up his second chance mate to see how they will act when their first mate wants to run away with them? Not that he knows I am aware of that part.
He should be. I’m not dumb and I know he is smart enough and our pack is trained enough to have known Grady was there. Merikh set me up. And instead of being upfront with me, he led me into a trap and then refused to listen to the entire story. My cheeks heat in anger just thinking about it again, and I look out the SUV window as trees fly past.
“You have been quiet,” He says, the air thick and heavy between us.
This is how it’s been all week. Him trying like hell for a conversation and me only doing the bare minimum. If he thinks I will easily forget this or that the temptation of him marking me to see if we actually are a second chance mate will soften me to him, he is severely wrong. I am livid, even all these days later.
“Would you like me to entertain you?” I ask, turning to look at him. He furrows his brow, turning his massive frame to face me on the leather seat.