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 then

it. Why was it so different for Leandra, and what negative effects will there be with

Hayes asks, his tone lighter, more

She

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

what?” I ask her and she looks down at her lap, wringing her hands

the mate bond kicked in, it was like I was thrown out of a haunted room. Like seeing the sun for the first time.” She whispers. Then she snaps her head up. “Not that you are all that

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

reaching back and hitting his leg. He jolts up, his eyes red and puffy from all the tears he has cried before he looks

we sure this is where they are

the seat buckle off, and shove the door open, jumping out and slamming the door

start here.” I tell him. “It’s the

nods. “Running in

“Hell yeah we are. No faster way to travel

Hayes nods, taking his shirt off and Percy follows suit.

You know, just in case someone comes to steal the vehicle…”

at Hayes, who arches a brow

even think it was

prisoner,” she snaps

aren’t. But you wanted to come.” Hayes reminds

was because you didn’t want me

a good reason! We can’t trust you, and I was right. Now you are here acting up and looking for a way to

me like he woke up in a nightmare, and I shrug. These two are both equally strong headed and have their own shit to work out. But

PRICK!” she roars,

face drops, his skin pale and his

lycan form. It’s how we found each other. he shakes his

they control it. My lycan…she isn’t

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