Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons novel Chapter 50

“Hayes!” I call out, running toward him. “Where is he?”

He shifts back into his human form, looking past me to Penny as he waves to her to come to him.

“I have to get back to him. Where is Percy? I need both he and Penny.” He rushes out. There is a frantic nature to the way he searches for the two of them, as he tries to be respectful of me while trying to get around me.

“Percy isn’t well enough to go anywhere.” I tell him, not really wanting to get into the details right now.

“Fuck.” He growls both hands in his head as panic overwhelms him.

“I will go in his place,” I offer and he shakes his head like it’s the craziest thing he has ever heard in his life.

“No. You have to go back and–”

“And what? Cower and wait in the room and hope nothing terrible happens? No!” I growl, cutting him off. “I will absolutely NOT be doing that. There is no stopping me. You are taking my protection, besides I will only follow you if you try to leave me.”

Hayes frowns and drags a hand down his face before he nods.

“I don’t have time to argue,” he grits out as Penny rushes toward him. “But I am begging you to stay, Luna. Please.” he says, looking at me.

“Not a chance in hell.” I tell him.

I know I am being difficult, but damn it, if the jerk controlling all these wolves wants me, they can have me as long as they don’t hurt Merikh. Whoever this is, whatever they want to do with me, I know Merikh can figure out a way to fix it, but only if he is alive and safe.

“Colette…” Caspian’s voice is wary as he looks at me and I push past Hayes, running in the direction he came from.

“This way, right?” I ask, breaking into a run and I hear them arguing behind me, then I hear them running. Penny and Hayes break into their Lycan form. I shift into my wolf and my father…well hopeful he left his sea legs in the mansion because he is going to have to keep up.

The entire time I run, my heart is in my throat, every stride feels too short and every second too long. What happened? What can I expect to walk into? I have nothing and know nothing about what I am walking into. There wasn’t any time to waste. Merikh needs help now, not after a quick debrief or an argument where I would just end up coming, anyway.

I glance over my shoulder, shocked that my dad, though always behind us, is maintaining a decent pace and keeping us in view. I don’t know how long we run. It feels like hours until my wolf suddenly whimpers and I trip, tumbling over as I turn into my human form. I look to the side, seeing Penny, who looks at herself in shock and meets my eyes.

“My lycan is gone, she…retreated.” she says, looking at Hayes in shock.

“Then we are close.” He mutters, going on alert. He scans the woods, both he and Penny slightly crouched, ready for any attack.

Capsian finally catches up to us, giving me a confused look as he throws clothing at me and Penny. And a pair of shorts at Hayes. Not that I care about my naked state right now. I have more pressing issues. Like a Lycan King who is missing and in grave danger. But I slip into my shirt and shorts quickly.

“What are we looking for?” Penny whispers and Hayes takes a step forward.

“We aren’t necessarily looking, we are listening, so shut up,” he snaps and I strain my ears, trying to hear what I can even without my werewolf powers.

My body hums, my craving for water and the calm of it growing. It’s like I can feel it beneath me, the source of life from the water and all it brings. I can hear it as it trickles through the roots of the trees and feeds the leaves. The water isn’t just around me, it’s inside of me, making me feel like I am weightless and nothing can touch me. It’s overwhelming.

“Caspian…” I whisper, feeling like it’s too much.

My body feels like it’s throbbing. Like waves ebbing at the sand beach shore. He is next to me in a second and I look up at him, hoping for answers. He frowns as he takes my hand, keeping me steady.

“Without your wolf you are simply a siren princess.” He whispers. “It can be a lot to be able to feel the water everywhere it is. You will grow accustomed to it in a moment.”

“Are you sure?” I ask him, fear in my voice.

I am here to find Merikh, and instead of focusing on that all I can do is think about fucking water. Where it’s at, where it’s going. Then I feel the water quiver. Like a ripple in a calm lake. I freeze, my head snapping to my right along with Caspian’s.