Traded To The Lycan King

Chapter 75

“Where did they take her?” I ask the others in the cells around me. Not a single one of them answers. “What, now you to be quiet?”

“What are you?” Someone says, stepping into the light.

“What was he?” I ask instead of answering him.

“You tell us first,” He says back, sounding more harsh in his tone. His eyes focus on me, a full on scowl on his face.

decide

“Lenard, stop.” The other hisses, grabbing onto his arm, but he shoves them off. “If you talk to her, we could get punished like Elle.”

“Back off. We have a right to know what she is, Trina. I mean, we both saw what she just did, right? She can manipulate water without magic.” He says before looking right at me. “So are you a siren, then?” Lenard asks, titling his head, curious.

I walk to the back wall, leaning against it with a defeated sigh.

“I am a Luna.” I whisper.

“But you used water, and sirens don’t have Luna’s. They have queens. I don’t understand…”

“Join the club,” I mutter, sliding down to the ground.

The cool brick makes me shiver and I welcome it, my face still warm from the man I assume is a dragon using his fucking fire to dissipate my attempt to escape him.

“You turned that water into a freaking harpoon and tried to kill him!” Lenard growls at me. “Magic can’t work in here. They have something that prevents its use, and with the silver bars, werewolves can’t transform, so you can’t be a witch or a werewolf.”

I chuckle dryly.

“I could be a fae. Who the fuck knows what those assholes can do? Other than get in your head and mess with it and control everyone they want.”

“You are not a Fae, because I am,” He says flatly. “And Fae are not all the same. Our powers vary and only the truly powerful have those abilities. The royals gain their strength from our people.”

aware.” I snort. “I met

He seems genuinely

she’s a fucking bitch.”

wonderful.”

She is wonderful at

in his eyes as I just sit and blink at him. Clearly, this fae does not know that his beloved queen is working

and Trina yanks him

shut up and leave her

and let her say that about our queen? This

coming into the area where

know King Elm?” she asks, licking her lips

Just like she is lying about not being a

is kind and just.” I

and fear settle in my bones as I swallow the lump in my throat. Is she really my mother? The one they are torturing? Giselle said she was still alive, and that man was breathing

then what do they want with her? She should be dead, unless they still need

Trina whispers to Lenard. “She is going to be

A week of this place smelling like fucking vomit

sharper where my heart is. I watch the area where they dragged her away, hoping for her to reemerge, but I am met with another terror inducing cry. She sounds so broken, almost hollow as her cries of

going to kill her…” I

longer than we have. They think

I whisper, my throat dry. She shrugs, and I look at Lenard, who

us what you are and maybe we will

exist, so how does them knowing what everyone else now knows a bad thing?

I don’t feel entirely confident he will answer my questions, but in desperation

answer, anyway.

laugh. “My father is King

up at Lenard, who has grown quiet and

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