Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons novel Chapter 117

Caspian enters the kitchen looking a little better than he had when he arrived. He rummages in the fridge looking for anything he can find to eat as I sit with a cup of warm tea, waiting for Colette to get back.

“How are Hayes and his mate?” He asks as he closes the fridge door.

I shrug. “As good as can be, I suppose we are lucky that Colette and I arrived when we did.”

“Did you have as warm of a welcome as I did?” He asks, walking over with a pint of ice cream and a spoon. I arch a brow, watching him with curiosity.

“Ice cream?” I ask him skeptically and he just stares at me as he opens it and spoons a bite in.

“There are many things I love about being up here. This is one of those things.” He explains as the front door opens. I stand up, waiting anxiously for Colette to walk through, even though I know with every fiber that it is for sure her. But that doesn’t matter. There is nothing better than physically being able to have eyes on her.

“We came as fast as we could.” She says, a soft exhale when she meets my gaze, her body relaxing as she moves to me as I lift my arms. She melts into me, her embrace feeling like home as I fill my lungs with her scent.

“Are you okay?” Melody asks Caspian as she moves past me.

My lips find the top of Colette’s head before I look up to watch Caspian look up from his ice cream with a look of surprise on his face, spoon in his mouth.

“Me?” He asks, removing it and swallowing roughly.

“Yes,”

“Uh, I’m okay. Nothing I couldn’t handle.” He says, sounding like he is trying to boast. I shoot him an amused look, and he clears his throat. “Elm is here, Colette.”

She breaks our embrace too soon, as I slip my arm around her back, seeking her touch at every turn.

“Is he still here? What did he say” She asks, looking around for him.

“He will be back.” Caspian says. “Right now, he is with Hayes and Leandra, trying to help them.”

“What is wrong with Hayes and Leandra?” Colette breaks in, her eyes wide with concern.

I exhale, shooting a look at Caspian.

“To make a long story short, Elm has captured Lily and they are apparently torturing her. Lily still has a fragment of a hold on Leandra and through the mate bond that extends to Hayes as well. She is struggling to hold it together.” I explain.

Colette’s face grows pale and I can feel her worry through the bond as it grows.

“What about Percy?” She whispers, as if it is a thought for herself she didn’t realize she spoke aloud.

“The healers would have told us if something was wrong with him.” I reassure her, though it would be a lie if I said it didn’t unsettle me to think he was struggling, like Hayes and Leandra.

“So, what do we do now?” Colette sighs heavily. “We know where Giselle is, and now we know where Lily is and heavens willing, she will soon be dead.”

“You need to make the first move,” Elm says, entering the kitchen with a grim look on his face as he meets Colette’s eyes.

“We have the element of surprise right now.” I remind him. “With you having Lily under lock and key–”

“Lily’s abilities far surpass the power of a dungeon or pain.” Elm scoffs. “She still has control over the wolves in the area. I do not mean to be rude, but wolves are much easier for her to control and since she has had them under her spell for so long, it is easier for them to give in rather than fight her presence.”

“Hence me saying she needs to be dead, Elm.” I grit out, striding toward him with a glare. Elms scowls at me as he crosses his arms over his chest as if challenging me..

“It’s not as simple as slitting her throat.” He shoots back at me, his eyes filled with annoyance. “There is a process when it comes to magic.”

“You all were so fucking opposed to a hybrid existing and yet you can maintain this level of magic and power with no one checking in on your kind?”

“Our kind has never been one with temperament issues or need for control.” He hisses at me.