Traded To The Lycan King

Colette POV

The second the door opens, the air in the room changes. It grows cold and Merikh's tension is palpable on my tongue. I move closer, catching a set of crimson eyes with a dangerous glint of amusement. His tongue darts out, licking his lips after he mutters something to Merikh, and I watch his knuckles grow white as he crushes the door handle.

Pushing my anger aside, I move over to Merikh, taking his hand in mine, and sliding my other up his arm to press my body close to his while looking at his perfectly angled face. Then the man clears his throat, vying for my attention, but I refuse to give him a single moment more when Merikh is barely holding on. Instead, I press up onto my toes and drop a kiss on his

cheek.

"Come, let's rest while we can." My heart is thudding and I am certain the man staring at us can hear it, but I don't care. I can feel not only his danger but Merikh's just beneath the surface and I know he needs this save. Our pack needs him to calm himself.

"You must be the New Luna?" the person says and I glance at him briefly, taking in his appearance.

He is thinner than Merikh, and though he is tall by most standards, he is not Merikh's level of tall. His shoulders are slender and his face is thin but attractive. Again, he has nothing on the specimen of a man I am clinging to.

"I am. Is there something we can assist you with...?" I ask, leading him so I get a name.

"Johannes," He says with a slight accent and a grin on his pale lips. I listen as best I can, trying to determine what he is without needing to be told. Then he shows me his fangs and I realize he is a vampire. "Prince Royale of the Vampire clans!

“Ah, I see.” I murmur, pressing my lips into a flat, unimpressed line. "I am Colette, Luna of the Lycans and werewolves"

Merikh twitches, his hand releasing the doorknob and taking mine in his and I can feel his eyes on me as I stand tall and introduce myself.

"Mmm, you don't look like much." He says, glancing at Merikh waiting for him to take the bait, but he doesn't.

"Did you get what you needed?" Merikh asks, seeming to finally snap out of his daze. He stares Johannes down, squaring his shoulder, and I can feel the way his muscles twitch

"Your reaction was a little underwhelming, I must admit. I really hoped you would be more excited to see me❞

two friends?" I ask, trying to get a

he gives me a devious smile. "Depends on your definition. We shared a woman, so to some that would be friendly, no?" Merikh scoffs,

look.

was Lauren's lover, whilst she was supposed to be my luna," he informs me

Merikh. Did you really think my coven cared about

coven? No. The council I thought had more

to me

any longer. What I do with your kind for a little fun is And I am not the only one enjoying having you

you now, before I get on the council?" Merikh asks him

now, it's the elders being nostalgic for the old days. But you will slip up with that signature lycan temper. And I

in a last-ditch attempt to keep him from attacking this asshole. “You may have been able to sway a weak, unworthy woman with promises of immortality, but I would rather die than betray

weak as Lauren. We aren't her. We aren't some weak, traitorous asshole who thinks only of herself.

for stopping by Johannes. Now if you don't mind, kindly fuck right off," he says, sounding amused before he slams the door

me with his arms on either side of my head as he studies my face with barely restrained.

beat after skipping a few. Then he reaches out, cupping my face as he drags my lips to his. Apprehension

moan, and he nibbles my bottom lip. I am putty in his hands, his to mold and do with what he needs as he gives me more genuine

to see him so vulnerable, so upset

He whispers, his voice hoarse and

what?" I

you mean what you said?" He asks, standing up straight. His emerald eyes search me, looking into

"Mean what?"

your pack and me..." He looks like a little child, waiting for his mom to say yes over some huge gift he asked for and I tilt my head, my hand

course." I furrow my brow. "I made a promise to our pack, and you. No matter how angry I am

that moment, the way his eyes soften and he exhales like I had confessed that