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?

of food for you to choose from," he says after

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

you have not been formally accepted or presented yet," he says and

reaction.

presented me to his pack yet. Merikh claims to

Emergency calls onlyMD

attentive and holds my hand through every grudgingly slow

everyone else. It is feeling more and more like I am his dirty

elsewhere creeps into the back of my mind and

I glance to

mine.

watching me, he is instead leading me gently as he looks down the hallway we are

races and

the touch. Because I do. I feel safer when I can feel him or be near him, especially after last

my mouth suddenly fills with saliva, the drool reminding me just how hungry I

chuckles to himself,

made it just

would have tried to eat 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 we enter the massive

watched Leslie enjoy and taunt me with since I can remember. Oh, could see me now, she would be damn livid. And that though "Grab a plate and take what you want," Merikh says and suddenly I'm stuck, rooted to the ground as my

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

up at him, a concerned frown on his lips as he stands at the counter, paused. "You need

smile, but it falters when I look

get on my fork into my mouth and I moan. The hash browns mixed with

I chew and swallow, opening my

an iced coffee before me. I tilt my head, looking at it as he watches me closely, and I hesitantly reach out

shit." I mutter, slurping more of it down. "What is this? It's

looks at me confused.

and he

serial killer? Iced coffee should

"I wasn't-"

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

coffee.

I ask you some questions about last night?" he asks

like this and I will tell you anything

what was

I sit back from my plate, looking out the window with a heavy

same nightmare I always have. Well, kind of, it's a little

"What was different?"

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