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.

she did, but maybe it was her father's proud look or my hovering over

nearly crumbled at the look on

breaking point and now I have to witness the aftermath. This

her softly, trying to get her to look at me. To just

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

known?" She asks, coming to a stop, her eyes wild. Then she points to the couch

frown, "But I have known since before

lip, refusing to let the

my pack for Leslie...did you?"

with tears as she breaks down every moment from the second she ever laid eyes on me.

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

before I look at her. Her red, swollen gaze is trained on me. "I came for you. Leslie was

knew who I was before you met me..." she asks, rogue tears breaking free as she swipes it away and crosses her arms. Her leg rocks from

was being treated." She whispers, pain in her eyes. "You knew...and you let me

to wipe the very tears from her cheeks that my actions placed there. But I know better than to think she would let me touch her. "In the recent months leading up to coming, that is when

me to being your Luna. Why, you had

meant to be at

scoffs, rolling

even exist. One you could use to get what you wanted, lets not pretend you cared anything for me or my feelings." She bites back

head. "I was never going to go through with my mating to Leslie. The plan was to take you. But the moment

knew what I am worth and you were worried I would freak out, so you trapped me. Admit

days. It wasn't because of the bond, and I didn't realize that until I forced the oath. I have wanted

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

I hate you. I really..." She pauses, looking at me, her tears flow freely as she holds her chest and gasps for air like it is being sucked from her. "Damn it, I want to hate you with

blink at her,