Traded To The Lycan King

Chapter 76

“Merikh

“Where is Percy?” I ask Hayes, who walks into my office without the only other person I asked to see.

“He is sick.” Hayes says, worry on his brow as he shrugs. I give him a confused look, and he sighs, tossing his hands up like he doesn’t have a better answer.

“Sick?” I ask. “Like how the humans who get a runny nose and headaches? Or sick as if he is still infected by that Fae asshole?”

“Sick as in, He hasn’t eaten a single thing since we got home yesterday and has been dry heaving and vomiting…”

My brows furrow in confusion. Lycans do not get sick. We don’t have stomach bugs or colds, our lycans heal us too quickly to ever feel any of the effects. Which means something is wrong, very fucking wrong.

“He can’t get sick. It’s not something that happens.” I remind my brother.

“I can show you, if you want,” Hayes says. “The healers have already been called to see him, but he is indeed sick.”

I stand from my chair, walking past him to the door, yanking it open.

“Where are you going?” He calls out behind me.

“We are going to go check on our gamma and figure out what the hell is going on.” I holler back. He mutters under his breath as he rushes up to my side.

“Maybe it is all the stress of having his mind raided and run by someone else?” Hayes offers, and I shake my head no.

“How is your mate?” I ask him and he says nothing. I slide a glance in his direction and he rolls his eyes.

“We haven’t really had much of a conversation since she has come back to herself.” He admits. “But no, she has not been sick and throwing up.”

I hum in thought as we make it to Percy’s room, stopping as the healer walks out, looking pale and a little green in the face. I arch a brow and he bows, his hands sliding over his stomach.

“Alpha,” he says, just as his stomach gurgles and his hand covers his mouth. “I apologize.”

I ask, taking

closing as he inhales deeply and exhales a few times. His color returns and he

hell is wrong

but vomit?” he shudders. “It’s the smell, you know? Acidic and putrid all

feel my stomach

who wears a grossed out expression

“I can’t find a cause. He is just simply. throwing up. He says his chest hurts, an aching that is dull and

the other side. I suck in a deep breath, relying heavily on my lycan to keep

and stale air sweeps out the room, swirling around us like the smoke at a bonfire, I scan the dark room, looking for him before I flip on the light and

His eyes find mine, puffy and red. His

sorry alpha.” He chokes out, his voice trembling. “I can’t pinpoint what is wrong

okay Percy.” I assure him. “I am concerned about you, and why you are

me to do. Penny hasn’t reached out since she left and I need to send a

head as I move him to the

windows, too. Let’s get some fresh air and light in here.” I tell him and he nods, doing

start, Percy?” I ask

a little, a whimper breaking

he cries out, his fingers pressing into his bare skin and I notice the bruises he leaves on his own flesh with how hard he presses against the pain. His legs shake and he snaps his mouth closed, gritting his teeth as I put my hand on his back, trying to keep him from falling

his knees before our crying friend. “Is it your

I tug him closer to me, holding him steady as he shakes

the side, grabbing a bucket that has already been used, the contents spilling onto his hand as he turns green in the face and locks eyes

pain?” I ask him and he nods, taking a slight break from dry heaving

I have ever

we left?” I ask him, and he shakes his

my brows.

was ripping open and

Penny?” Hayes asks, sticking his head out of the bathroom door. He

from her until Colette is ready to reach out.” I remind him, but Percy lets out a

at him, his eyes wide.

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