Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons novel Chapter 121

–I am here–I tell her through the mind link. There is a rustling above me and she drops down from the tree, leaves in her hair and soot on my cheek. She stands, her eyes filled with tears and fear as she reaches for me. My human form takes over as I tuck her into my chest, pulling her tight.

“We aren’t alone,” I whisper, and she nods.

“I know.” She says back, pointing behind me. I spin and look up in the tree, catching a glimpse of a familiar lycan, and I frown.

“Percy.” I say in a growly voice.

He climbs down, transforming into his human form, as he saunters over with his eyes cast down as he quickly pulls on his shorts. The kid was supposed to be on bed rest, not chasing us into a fucking fight.

“Alpha,” He murmurs.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” I ask, arching a brow. It seems no matter who sick, heart broken or physically broken he is, there is no shaking this tenacious redhead.

“My job.” He says. “I took an oath,”

“And I told you to rest,” Colette says.

“I will rest when you are not in danger, Luna. But when you are walking into it head on, I will be there with you. As your shadow, always. Like Penny.”

I slide a look at Colette, watching as her face goes from anger to gratitude. It’s amazing how quickly she can calm herself while I sit here and seethe over him breaking an order. Perhaps this is why I was granted a Luna like her. Perhaps I need to be more like her.

“What happened?” I ask Colette, choosing to ignore the Percy issue for now.

“A wolf and a dragon got into a fight over which way to go.” She says. “The wolf wanted to go in your direction. The dragon felt it would be best to keep going toward Giselle. He wanted to be near his queen…” she says, her eyes meet mine.

“Shit.” I grumble, my heart falling to my feet.

“Shit, what?” Percy asks, looking at us.

“The dragons are feeling protective of their queen. Which means Giselle is prepared and getting through to her won’t be as easy as we could have hoped. Not that we expected any less, but—” I pause, releasing a heavy sigh.

“It’s possible Giselle knows we are coming now.” She frowns.

“How?” Percy asks.

“We have a traitor among us, and since Lily is still alive and nearby, I have the feeling Elm has been lying and playing us for fucking fools all along.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck. With Lily still alive, Giselle will remain too strong against our forces. It will be a massacre against our kind, yes we have packs here to fight with us, but our defenses against the dragons are nil. Colette and Caspian are the only ones who can protect them from the fire.

“You need to go back.” I insist, taking her hand in mine.

“Hell no!” she scoffs. “I need to contain her burst of heat when she combusts, Merikh.”

“She won’t kill anyone but the people closest to her…hopefully.” I say, trying to convince her. But I know I am wrong. The entire area will be flattened, laid to waste and ash when she goes up. Colette will need to use her skills to provide a wall to save them.

“And I suppose you think you will be the one to antagonize her?” She growls.