Traded To The Lycan King

*Merikh*

Colette paces our bedroom floor, back and forth and back again, her hands in her hair and her lips moving as she wordlessly speaks to herself. After realizing she can manipulate water, she ran.

She claimed she needed space and perhaps she did, but maybe it was her father's proud look or my hovering over her that made her feel like she was suffocating instead. No matter what the cause, I chased her.

It took some convincing for her to let me in the room, but when she did, I nearly crumbled at the look on her face. My Luna is falling apart and I'm the reason for it.

It is my selfishness over and over again that has pushed her to her breaking point and now I have to witness the aftermath. This is my punishment, witnessing the havoc of my choices. Even if I have combined myself, it was all

for our kind

"Colette," I call to her softly, trying to get her to look at me. To just acknowledge I am here and she isn't alone in this.

Even though I was the idiot who placed this barrier between us. I can't help but go back and forth on what I did and the ways I could have done it all differently. I used her and I know it, but in the process, I fell for her and the lies became my way of protecting myself. It is clear to me now; she is the one who needed protecting from me,

not the other way around.

"How long have you known?" She asks, coming to a stop, her eyes wild. Then she points to the couch where Percy sleeps with a soft snore. "Did he know?"

"No, Percy did not know." I frown, "But I have known since before I ever met you."

Her eyes well and she bites her lip, refusing to let the sob I can see coming out.

"You didn't come to my pack for Leslie...did you?" She whispers.

My eyes fill with tears as she breaks down every moment from the second she ever laid eyes on me. I know what is coming, what questions she will ask and all the answers I will give that she will doubt in every way. I feel defeated, fucking beat down as my heart rails against my aching chest, just wanting to be in her arms.

Colette paces our bedroom floor, back and forth and back again, her hands in her hair and her lips moving as she wordlessly speaks to herself. After realizing she can manipulate water, she ran.

space and perhaps she did, but maybe it was her father's proud look or my hovering over her that made her feel like she was suffocating instead. No matter what the cause,

to let me in the room, but when she did, I nearly crumbled at the look on her face.

breaking point and now I have to witness the aftermath. This is my punishment, witnessing the havoc of my choices. Even if I have combined myself, it

get her to look at me. To just acknowledge I am here and she

placed this barrier between us. I can't help but go back and forth on what I did and the ways I could have done it all differently. I used her and I know it, but in the process, I

eyes wild. Then she points to the

"But I have

eyes well and she bites her lip, refusing to let the

come to my pack

down every moment from the second she ever laid eyes on me. I know

coming, what questions she will ask and all the answers I will give that she will doubt in every way. I feel defeated, fucking beat down as my heart rails against my

head slightly from side to side before I look at her. Her red,

it away and crosses her arms. Her leg rocks from side to side, a movement done to distract herself. "Yes." I

was being treated." She whispers, pain in her

than to think she would let me touch her. "In the recent months leading up to coming, that is when I learned what you were in the pack, I had thought

could have come and demanded me. Why the show?" She asks, incredulous. "I don't understand why you had to force me to being your Luna. Why, you had to trick me into thinking I could be anything other than what I am. You could have asked me

you are my mate. You are meant to be at my side,

scoffs, rolling

to get what you wanted, lets not pretend you cared anything

be my luna." I tell her more adamantly and she shakes her head. "I was never going to go through with my mating to Leslie. The plan was to take you. But the moment I knew what you were to me, I panicked and all I

yells. "You realized what I was, and you knew what I am worth and you were worried I would freak

bond, and I didn't realize that until I forced the oath. I have wanted to tell

the window, her lungs rising and falling as if she had

she holds her chest and gasps for air like it is

I blink at her,