Filed To Story: Traded To The Lycan King Novel (Colette & Merikh) by MG Wattsons
“Even the dragons?” Caspian asks.
“They were the biggest advocate to eliminate your hybrid child.” Elm says with a grim look..
“Why are you just now coming out to share this information?” Merikh asks.
“She is a gift,” he says simply. “A kindhearted, and genuine gift. It is rare to meet a humble leader of any of our kinds.”
Merikh looks at me, a gentle smile on his handsome face.
“She is special,” he murmurs.
“How many others can you help turn to our aid? Caspian asks Elm.
“Easier said than done, Caspian.” He explains. “But I can try my best with Brent and Florence,”
“Florence will always side with the vampires,” Merikh sounds glum.
“I wouldn’t be so sure, She comes off like a sex crazed harpy with a love for mischief but she is calculating and if she finds it in her best interest, she will switch sides without a second look back.” Caspian says sounding tired.
“I agree with Caspian. Florence has taken a strange liking to Letty. Let me see what I can do.” Elm says, before he gives us a nod signaling his leaving and he walks out the door leaving it just Caspian, Merikh and I.
“Any news on the fire?” Merikh asks.
“Nothing yet,” he groans, plopping back into his seat. My father looks drained, his complexion pale rather than its usual sun-kissed glow, and his eyes are dull.
“What now?” I ask him, and he shakes his head.
“I wish I knew, but everything is happening so fast. No matter what plan I form in my head, by the time I even consider executing it, something else has happened. Your gamma being attacked, the woods setting on fire, Elm not recalling how or why he committed the crime against your gamma, the barrier coming and going as it pleases. Someone here is ten steps ahead of us. At all times.” Caspian answers, sounding frustrated.
“I would like permission to search the premises. The woods, everything, with Hayes.” Merikh announces.
“I will come with you,” I offer.
“No!” Both Caspian and him yell in unison. I scoff and roll my eyes.
“If I am with Merikh, I am safe.” I tell them.
“Not this time.” He frowns. “We do not know what is out there, what we will find, if anything.”
Exactly, and I’m not completely useless.” I frown, crossing my arms over my chest.
“I will mind link you every step of the way,” he gives me a soft smile, feeling my worry for him through the blasted bond and I roll my eyes trying to pretend that I don’t care: But I do. We both know exactly how much we care for each other now.
“You marked each other, then?” Caspian asks, sounding relieved.
Isay “We did.” I say and he nods, pleased.
“Good. Now we just have to get you all voted back onto the council and then you will be truly safe,” he murmurs, more to himself than to me. “Merikh, you have permission to search the grounds with your beta. Please be careful. I’m not entirely sure who we can trust anymore.”
“Merikh❞
“I don’t like this,” Colette says, her tongue running over her teeth as she drills me with her angry eyes.
“Are you worried about me?” I tease her and she crosses her arms over her chest.
“Of course I am! Don’t pretend like you can’t feel it through the bond.” She growls.
She is right. I feel her fear and the way she doesn’t want me to leave her side. The way she wants to just wrap her arms around me and keep me here. It’s damn adorable and so fucking refreshing to know it rather than hope.
“Letty,” I say in a gentle voice, stalking toward her. She rolls her eyes, trying to be mad. “Penny and Percy will both be here with you.”
“You stupid fool.” She sniffles. “DO you really think I care about me? It’s you that I am worried about.”
“Am I not the Alpha of Death?” I ask her, arching a brow, and she scoffs. Her indignation only feeding the playful side of me. “Am I not the Lycan king?”
“You are my mate above all those things.” She says and her words spear me right in the chest. Her words surprising me as I blink at her, dumbfounded.
“Am I that important to you?” I ask her and her shoulders drop, her eyes going sad.
“Do you need me to say it as well as feel it for you to believe it?” She asks me and I nod emphatically.
“Every day. I need you to tell me every day.”
“I love you, and I hate you.” She says like the smart ass she is.