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 a step

mumbles, his eyes closing as he inhales deeply and exhales a few times.

what the hell is wrong with you?” Hayes

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

my stomach churn

wears a grossed out expression on his face as well. “Tell me

like he doesn’t want anyone else to hear. “I can’t find a cause. He is just simply. throwing up. He says his chest hurts, an aching that is dull

suck in a deep breath, relying heavily on my lycan to keep me from following Percy’s lead

air sweeps out the room, swirling around us like the smoke at a bonfire, I scan the dark room, looking

I say softly and he groans, pushing himself up onto his hands and knees. His eyes find mine, puffy and red.

“I can’t pinpoint what is wrong

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

I have things you need me to do. Penny hasn’t reached out since she left and I need

him to the bed

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

this start, Percy?” I ask

guess.” He slumps a little, a whimper breaking from his lips, and his hand

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

his knees before our crying friend.

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

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

I ask him and he nods, taking a slight break from dry heaving to wipe his mouth

It is unlike anything I have ever felt before.”

it start right after we left?” I ask him, and he

my brows.

was tearing apart. My chest was ripping open and I swear there was something in my

heard from Penny?” Hayes asks, sticking his head out of the bathroom door. He then walks out, wiping his face with

wouldn’t expect him to hear from her until Colette is ready to reach out.” I

eyes

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