Filed To Story: Traded To The Lycan King Novel (Colette & Merikh) by MG Wattsons
“No.” He sighs. “I just was worried you might have some unresolved emotions about long car rides after the last incident.”
He’s not wrong and I hate that he is bringing it up. It takes an immense amount of mental strength to keep myself from freaking out every time I see a truck at a stop or someone passes us. Each squealing tire feels like a dagger to my lungs, and my hands are a clammy mess.
“I am fine.” 1 force out, but I can tell he doesn’t buy it.
“You are anxious,” He says and I exhale, shaking my head.
“A lide”
“Then perhaps we should discuss what will happen when we arrive.” He offers. “To distract you.”
I press my lips together, not entirely pleased. I’m busy trying to hate him. Even with the bond between us suppressed, 1 am. still drawn to him. I’d love to blame the Luna-alpha bond, but the truth is angry or not, feelings don’t just go away. And I have genuine feelings for Merikh, untrusting or not, and that makes me angrier than anything else.
“Sure,” I agree, placing my hands on my lap.
“We won’t be warmly welcomed. Our kind is not entirely well received by the others.” He pauses as I listen. “Once we are dropped at the front door, the council laws will protect us and we will be safe, but that doesn’t mean we can trust anyone.
“No, of course not. Why would we ever think we can trust someone?” I grumble.
“This is not a joking matter,” he says sternly, and I glare at him.
“Of course not. Got it. Trust no one. That I can handle. I’ve been living like that long enough that it’s habit now.”
He lets my attitude slide as he continues growing a little nervous.
“We will share a room.
My heart sinks, and 1 meet his eyes. The only way I have been able to maintain my anger is because Penny has stayed in thy room with me for the week he has been absent. I fell for him in three weeks because I spent so much time with him. How long will it take me to forgive him because of those emotions? Especially when I don’t want to forgive him!
“Will there be a couch?” I ask “We will sleep in the same bed.” He says, and I bite my lip. “They will know by our scent if we do not stay in the same bed,
Colette “Is that a bad thing?”
“The types of beings at this meeting will have different rules, thoughts on mating and how to treat one’s chosen one. If your do not smell like me, to them you would be fair game.”
“Fair game how?” I ask, a little shocked. This is the most he has really told me anything about the others.
“They will try to get to you. To use you, like a toy.” he frowns. “Something to spice up their bedroom life, a challenge to win from me or worse, a reason to eject you from the meeting and let you loose in the land outside the council rules.”
My heart races and my mouth falls open. A toy? His hands lands on mine and I let it stay there. Where the hell is he taking me that his word is not one to be taken seriously? He is the Lycan king, known for his lack of mercy in battle. Yet here, if the one he says is his luna doesn’t smell like him, they will try to… steal me?
“Why didn’t you just mark me?” I ask, my fear melding with my hurt anger.
If he would have just marked me, spoke with me..this could be avoided. Instead, he is placing me in danger. For what reason? Why the hell does he even need me here at his side? Should I not have stayed and helped Hayes take care of the pack!
“You know why,” he murmurs, and I scoff.
“Right. I’m not trustworthy,” I grind out. “What else do I need to know?”
“We will need to act like a fully mated couple.” he watches me close, gauging my reactions.
“Won’t they know we aren’t because I don’t have your mark?” I scoff.
“Lycans generally mark on the neck, yes. But we can technically mark wherever we want. If anyone asks, just say your mark is only for me to see, and I will say likewise.”
“Okay.”
“This will mean we have to do things that may make you feel uncomfortable. Things that make them believe we are mated,”
“Like what?” I ask him, narrowing my eyes.
“Holding hands, me nuzzling your neck, kissing you, and, at times, potentially sitting on my lap.”
My checks turn red, embarrassment rising.
“Those are pretty descriptive things,” I force out, my mouth dry. Not because I am worried, but because like a totally love struck idiot, I crave those moments with him. And I know I shouldn’t.. “Vampires and Fae are very intimacy driven creatures. And vampires can be persuasive”
My eyes go wide, shocked.
“F-far” I ask and he nods.
“You will meet many supernatural beings. Ones you may not have heard of “How long will we be here?” I ask him and he looks away, then looks back.
“We are hoping to be asked to stay for the duration of the meeting. Which is about a month.”