Traded To The Lycan King

"Merikh❞

The sun has been up for a few hours, gently creeping through the window as the soft breeze brushes the curtains aside. Ordinarily I wouldn't sleep with a window open, not after what happened with Colette and the dream weavers, but this is a magic free zone.

No one, not even the assholes who are lurking behind these mansion walls, can use magic without being detected. Caspian himself will have to log his magic use from last night.

Colette stirs, a sweet groan passing her plush lips as her hands glide up the satin sheets above her head as she stretches. The sage fabric slips down, exposing her supple breast and my lycan pants, begging for more of her.

He is raging about not having marked her when we had the chance. But no matter how much he tries to force that I refuse to mark her. Not until she knows everything.

I have fucked up in every way when it comes to this stunning woman, and I want her to know exactly who and what she is getting when she agrees to my mark. Yes, she is stuck with me. But I have taken every option from her and the guilt is eating me alive more than my need to show the world she is mine and initiate that final step in our relationship. One that is rocky at best half the time.

Her head turns to me, her eyes blinking away the sleepiness as the sun filters in, landing on her exposed chest, and I grin at her. With steady hands, I reach out, stroking her check, dragging my index finger along her jawline and down her throat.

1 pause at her collarbone, making eye contact as she arches her back up toward my touch and nibbles on her lip. She is asking for more. Looking for that touch as she reaches for the blanket. My stomach flops and I reach down to stop her from covering herself.

"Don't hide from me." I whisper as I slide down the bed, my hand brushing over her flesh and making her shiver. "Don't you ever hide from me

"I'm not the one who is always hiding," she murmurs, her eyes closing and her words breathy as I move closer, pressing my nose to her neck and kiss her soft skin. She makes a very solid point.

She is always the one trying, chasing, and waiting for me. But if she knew what I knew, if she knew just how well I know her. would she finally pull away? Would that be the last straw for her? Or would she remain constant, patient and waiting like she always has with me?

I cover her breast with my hand, kneading her gently, before twisting and playing with her alert skin. Damn, she feels perfect in my hands, my arms...every way. She gasps and my mouth finds hers like a magnet snapping into place.

I swallow her sexy little noises, feeding off of them as they fuel the throbbing erection pressing into her side. She reaches up, her arms snaking under my arms and up my back as she tugs at me, leading me over her. Then she spreads her legs with no prompting, and I grin against her lips. Colette is just as needy as I am, just as addicted.

Her nails dig into my flesh, making me groan as I seule between her legs, hovering just mere centimeters away. I can feel the heat of her, the way she is already beyond ready for me as I press my hips down, hissing at the feel of her as she whimpers in delight

I roll my hips, her hands sliding down my back and gripping onto my ass as she meets my movements with her own, just as someone knocks on the door. Colette freezes, her eyes going wide as she tears from my lips and looks over as if someone is going to come in.

The knock sounds again, and she furrows her brow, looking up at me, lost for what to do. So I glide out and back in, making her worried eyes roll back as she gasps. The knock sounds again, this time angrier, more frantic, but I'm too lost in my luna to give a rat's ass about what the hell is happening

"Alpha." Percy calls out in such a way I stop mid thrust and snap my eyes to the door. Colette pushes up onto her elbows, her eyes following mine.

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Chapter 34

is wrong"

a chaste kiss

I jump up

hating leaving the warmth of her arms and the softness of her body as I slip on a pair of boxer briefs and the first pants I can find.

yanking the door open and

swollen bloody eye. His arm is tucked over

shit. What the fuck happened?" I ask, dragging him into the room and laying him on

me," he

you?" I ask, furrowing my

to the back of his head. I slap his

with me, Percy. Come on." I whisper, looking around for something, anything to

shirt over her head

at her gamma and friend, then up

face

hell happened?" She

don't know. He says he isn't

Percy says in a sigh of relief. "You are

black and blue hand.

tries to smile, but

can do that?" I ask him, and he winces as

fuck to do, who the fuck I

her go. With Percy down, she has no one to be with her

minutes. Do not open the door for and she furrows her brow but nods. anyone

I give her a

when I look back at her, she has tears in

the hall. When I turn the corner, 1 someone bent down, looking at droplets of blood on the floor before looking up at me. Brent stands, taking two steps

and it feels almost genuine. If I didn't know the wizard, I would

I growl, trying to move around

sigh heavily, needing to find Caspian. I need his healers or to alert him to what happened on his watch. Then it hits me...Caspian was the last one with Percy last night. And he

tell Brent

he asks,

a healer to help him. His healing