Traded To The Lycan King

"Colette POV

I rub my eyes, certain I must be going crazy as I peek and see Merikh's sleeping form. He stayed. Here I thought he would leave after I fell asleep. Not that he isn't a man of his words, but he is a busy man. Lo

I press my lips together nervously, looking over his slightly stubbly cheeks and the way his lips are pursed open slightly, a soft whistling nose filling the room with every exhale. He is snoring, lightly and someho to understand when the hell I would ever consider snoring of any kind S*xy. Is that the mate bond? Working to make me want him more until I just eventually give in?

I gently move closer, my fingers reaching out and hovering over his face as I frame his cheeks with my hands, being careful not to wake him.

"You are staring," he says in a low husky voice that makes me reel back in shock, rolling away and nearly flying off the bed. His arm wraps around my waist, yanking me back as I twist, and he rises on to his el "Sorry," I mumble, my eyes skirting to his lips, where I watch a small smirk appear. I look away, toward the window, and fake a yawn. "I guess it's morning."

"Mmm," he affirms with a vibrating hum and I fight back a shiver.

"We should get up," I say, though it lacks confidence.

"Should we? Do you have plans I don't know about?" He asks me and I chuckle.

"Yes, with all my friends I have here." I say and slap my hand over my mouth. It came out snarkier than I've ever spoken before, but instead of being upset, he just smirks.

"Apparently, along with your strength coming back, so is your

sass. I imagine you've been holding it in for years." He's not wrong. I look at him, worried, and he just shakes his head. "Sass me all you want, Colette. I find it endearing."

"For now," I snort and he sits up, rolling from the bed.

"Come, let's get some breakfast." He says, looking over his shoulder.

"Like...eat with you?" I ask, taken aback.

Merikh turns to face me with an air of amusement.

"As opposed to what? eating you?" He asks and my face flames in embarrassment.

"I didn't mean it like that?" I rush out and his smile grows wider.

I see the twinkle in his eye, the pleasure he is getting from my heated skin and inability to look him in the face. Oh, he knows what I meant...unless...he doesn't and I'm just a dirty minded girl. I've never let my mind wander to such places before and here I am......

"Let's get breakfast and maybe you could recount what happened last night. The more we know, the more we can try to figure out what they are after." He mutters, moving toward the door. I scramble out of the "What do you usually eat for breakfast?" He asks as we leave the room and I furrow my brows, looking up at him.

"I don't usually eat breakfast."

"Coffee then?" He says, but I can hear his disappointment.

"Iced Coffee." I smile at him, and he grins, looking pleased. I don't dare tell him I drink it iced because it was always the day old coffee

that I would sneak before the kitchen maids would empty the pot each night. Iced coffee is iced coffee, so why should he care it wasn't fresh or actually was more room temperature?

will have a spread of food for you to choose from," he says after a moment

mindlink?" I ask, and he tucks his hands into his sweatpants

mate, fully. Your wolf acknowledges me as its alpha right now, and this as its pack, but you have not been formally accepted or presented yet," he says

reaction.

presented me to his pack

Emergency calls onlyMD

and holds my hand through

away from everyone else. It is feeling more and more like

The thought of him having a true Luna elsewhere creeps into the back of my mind and

and I glance to see

mine.

gently as he looks down the

heart races and

that is entirely noticeable, but one that says I like the touch. Because

saliva, the drool reminding me just how hungry I am, and then my stomach releases

Merikh chuckles

made

me." He wears a mischievous grin on his perfect lips and I bite back a laugh. He is right. Any longer and I may have gnawed on him. As

could see me now, she would be damn livid. And that though

prepared, but the thought of eating it brings back the memories of my maid training. The discipline I was told from a young age I had to learn. I was lowlier even compared to them. Merikh ushers me to the dining room table before he maneuvers around my chair and loads up one plate, laying it before me. Then he grabs his own and sits next to me. "Eat," he says, pushing a fork

I look up at him, a concerned frown on his lips as he stands at the

I smile, but it falters when

shovel whatever I get

tastes like heaven as I chew and swallow, opening my eyes

coffee before me. I tilt my head, looking at it as

of it down. "What is this? It's so

at me confused. "Do you

nod, and he

you a serial killer? Iced

"I wasn't-"

leaning forward and resting his elbows on the table, his eyes. glued to me. But I can't find the will to care as I set up a

coffee.

last night?" he asks finally and

anything

was your dream

my plate, looking out the window with a heavy

Well, kind

"What was different?"

echoing in my head, the clarity and fear in the words. It