Filed To Story: Traded To The Lycan King Novel (Colette & Merikh) by MG Wattsons
“Who is injured?” he asks, and it feels almost genuine. If I didn’t know the wizard, I would think he actually cared,
“None of your fucking business.” I growl, trying to move around him.
“If someone was injured while here, it’s everyone’s business.” He grits out. I sigh heavily, needing to find Caspian. I need his healers or to alert him to what happened on his watch. Then it hits me…Caspian was the last one with Percy last night. And he slipped up with his magic, angry with my people. He is the only person who could do something like this and get away with it.
“Someone attacked my gamma.” I tell Brent and his eyes widen “Attacked?” he asks, shocked. “How?”
“I don’t know, but I need to find a healer to help him. His healing is not working “Take me to him.” Brent says, pushing past me.
“I don’t trust you.” I scoff and he heaves a heavy sigh “Look, I am well aware you have no reason to trust anyone here, but I am the best healer in this fucking mansion and you know it I swear on my child’s life 1 only want to help.
I chew on the inside of my cheeks, trying ng to decide what to do. If I trust him and I realize this isn’t a trust issue, this is a saving my gamma issue.
“Fine I grit out, moving around him and leading him back to the room. I push the door open to see Colette trying to wake Percy up with panic in her eyes.
“Colette, come with me. Brent, if you let him die I will come for your fucking coven and I Think you know well enough that I will not hesitate space, we are enemies, but here we can be cordial, can’t He frowns. “I know what your kind call you, Merikh. Outside of this spac well “Let’s hope for your sake we can.” I growl, rushing out the door, Colette struggling to keep up.
“Merikh, where are we going?” She asks.
“To have a chat with Caspian.” I tell her, my voice dripping in anger as we close in on his room after what feels like hours of walking. His door opens as we approach and he turns to look at us, shock on his brow before he crosses his arms over his chest.
“I was just coming to speak with you.”
“What did you do to him?” I yell. He knots his brows together.
“What are you talking about?”
“You attacked my Gamma. Now his healing isn’t working. He is in our room bleeding out.”
“I didn’t do shit to your gamma.” He retorts.
“Then prove it.” Colette says with a glare. “Prove it wasn’t you, fix him or call a meeting to figure it out.”
“I don’t owe your kind shit,” he hisses, then tilts his head. “But, if you will show me your proof that you saved my daughter right now, no strings attached…I might be more willing to help you My stomach tightens, my eyes sliding to Colette who looks at me, waiting for me to decide what to do, to support me in any decision I make. I reach out, gently tugging her to my chest as I stroke her cheek, pushing the hair out of her face before I press my forehead to hers for a moment, trying to extend this moment.
“No matter what happens next, know that I truly do love you.” I whisper. She pulls back, looking up at me, confused.
“I don’t understand,” she whispers. Then I cup her cheeks and press a kiss to the tip of her nose.
“She has been right here the whole time.” I say, not daring to look away from her as realization dawns on her face.
“Colette Blood drains from my face, my hands instantly going cold as I lick my lips and try to form any coherent words possible, but nothing comes out. I shake my head, fighting the tears as they beg for release. This can’t be happening. Not now, not after I just gave him every part of me. Merikh is lying to me or he is lying to Capsian and I can’t see well enough through my blurry eyes to tell which is it.
“Is this a Joke?” I hear Caspian ask, anger and pain lacing his voice as it breaks.
clear an “No.” Merikh’s voice is clear and resolute..
My knees go weak, my hand flying to my chest, clutching at my shirt, looking for reprieve, hoping it will let oxygen in as I try to suck in air in huge gulps. Warm hands cup my cheeks, smoothing hair from my face as his voice echoes in the background and I slump to my knees.
“Letty, I need you to focus,” his voice is firm and full of concern. “Focus on my voice.”
My hands fly up, finding his wrists, yanking them away from my face as I turn away from him.
“I don’t want to hear your voice.” I hiss at him.
“I needed to protect you,” He tries to tell me as some sort of excuse, but if he had trusted me, if he had given me the fucking time of day he would have known he could have told me anything. Including this, I force myself up on shaky legs, wiping at the tears that seem to escape despite me telling them to stay.
There is no slowing down my heart rate as I glare into Merikh’s eyes. Guilt and remorse swim in his perfect green orbs and I know there is no lie there. It feels like a one thousand pound weight is crushing my chest as I try to gasp for air. Never have I ever felt so helpless, so lost in my entire life.
“She is my daughter? You are sure? Caspian whispers, hopeful. I turn to look at him, the tears flowing free when I see the glimmer of tears in his own eyes. My hurt morphs into rage. What asshole leaves his daughter, lets his mate die?
“You are not my father.” I hiss, taking a step away from him as well.
“He is.” Merikh says softly. I shoot him a glare, my chest heaving.
“I don’t believe you..” It feels like I am being pulled between two forces, my body being torn into two, my heart rivaling my soul and there is no stopping this agony.
“We will talk about this later, Colette. Right now I need a healer in our room to take care of my gamma who needs immediate care. Brent is currently there taking care of him, and I am not comfortable with this situation.
“Yes, of course.” Caspian says, not saying anything else as he lifts his hand and snaps. Someone shuffles to him and he whispers in their ear, receiving a bow and the man rushes off. Motioning for others to follow him.
“We should go see him,” Merikh says, reaching out for my hand. I slap it away, taking a step back from him, Wech “I don’t want to be near you.” I growl, and he frowns, but seems to accept my choice.
“Then I will leave you with your fath-erm, I mean with Caspian.” he looks at the King of Sirens and then back at me, a solemn look on his face. “I know you have no desire to forgive me, I understand that, but you are still my luna.”