Traded To The Lycan King

Chapter 77

“Percy should have remained at home,” Hayes whispers as Percy sleeps in the back.

“He has the right to search for his twin sister.” Leandra scoffs from beside the pale redhead, who is hugging the bucket like he may need it at any moment.

“Hell, I should have left you back home too.” he frowns, gazing in the rearview mirror. I look over my shoulder, catching a small smile on her lips as she looks out the window.

“It’s not my home and you don’t own me,” she says in a sing–song voice.

As much as Hayes didn’t want her coming along, I am glad he gave into her request. Or rather her telling him she would meet us in the SUV. Her banter has been the only thing keeping the stifling tension in my chest from snapping and making me go feral. Not that I can say the same for Hayes, but part of me thinks he is enjoying being challenged.

“She has a point, Hayes.” I say, “Percy has every right to be with us searching for Penny,”

He looks over his shoulder at Percy and sighs, removing a hand from the wheel as he drags it over his face,

“I don’t want him to witness what we will find.” He whispers to me.

My stomach churns, my chest aching at the thought of not only losing such a brilliant gamma, but what it will do to Percy. What it means regarding what happened to Colette. Penny was a top warrior and loyal. She would not go out without a fight, which means if she is indeed gone, then Colette is in some serious shit.

Lycans are damn near impossible to kill, and even some methods we can come back from. Not always, but occasionally, we have been known to be revived when once believed to be dead.

“Leandra,” I say, needing a distraction to keep myself from going fucking crazy and killing my way to my mate,

“Yes?” she asks.

“How long were you held in that mind prison?” I ask, moving in the front seat to look at her. Her blue eyes meet mine, hesitation in her demeanor before she sighs and presses her head back into the headrest with a shrug.

“Honestly?” she sighs. “I don’t really know.”

“How can you not know?” Hayes asks with a skeptic snort.

“I turned eighteen and

my mind whirring with thoughts. Percy was himself for the majority of the time, and even when he wasn’t, he was able to fight it. Why was

now?” Hayes asks, his tone lighter, more gentle as he

I’m twenty.” She whispers and Hayes‘ face grows

She was controlled for two years. “And I don’t remember ever being in my lycan form until…”

what?” I ask her and she looks down at her

the sun for the first time.” She whispers. Then she snaps her head up. “Not

to know I’m not that amazing,” Hayes grumbles. “We

reaching back and hitting his leg. He jolts up, his eyes red and puffy from

where they are

and shove the door open, jumping out and slamming the door closed

I tell him. “It’s the best

nods. “Running

yeah we are. No faster way to travel on

off and Percy follows suit. But I notice Leandra looking nervous as she stares at the ground.

just in case someone

Hayes, who arches a brow in

option. Why would you even think

prisoner,”

reminds her. She immediately rolls her

you didn’t want me

good reason! We can’t trust you, and I was right. Now you are here

are both equally strong headed and have their own shit to work out. But if they don’t figure it out in the next few seconds, Percy and I are

PRICK!” she roars,

his skin pale and his eyes

found each other. he

when they control it. My lycan…she isn’t responding to

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