Traded To The Lycan King

Chapter 93

The door flings open, Prince Teiran giving me a quick glance before he steps aside and the king saunters in. I watch him with interest, gauging his gait and the way he seems to lumber, like his body is far too heavy for him now.

He looks older in the light, his wrinkles deep and his hair unmanaged and unruly. Teiran watches his father for a moment with a small frown and a look of longing for better days.

“Your highness,” I say clearly, bowing my head in respect. I have no idea if this is protocol or not, but in our world we show respect to alphas, so I suppose this will have to do.

He chuckles, deep and sarcastic, as I look up and see him shaking his head. He doesn’t speak, instead he looks past me toward the window, crossing toward it and gazing outside.

“Rumor has it you are not the spy I thought you were,” He says finally, his voice sounding strong and resolute.

“I am not a spy, that is correct.” I respond, growing bold as I take a step in his direction.

“You are instead far more dangerous than any spy or enemy.” He growls, whipping around, his eyes narrowed and yellow as he zeros in on me. I don’t back down as he moves closer, instead I roll my shoulders and remain where I am. What more can they do, torture me? They’ve already done it for days.

“Dangerous to my enemies, but enemies are only made by actions.” I say, matching his intense gaze. “Do you really wish to become an enemy of mine?”

“Darious,” I hear a worried voice break through the room and turn to see Giselle rushing through the door. “Darling, what are you doing in here with this filth?”

“I wish to speak with her, my love.” He says his eyes grow soft as he reaches out for Giselle. She takes his hand and snuggles into his chest, looking up at him with the fakest smile. Her hand reaches out, cupping his cheek as he seems to melt into her touch, a heavy sigh leaving his chest in a rumble.

eck your

“Oh, you stubborn man, I told you to let me handle these things. You need your rest, come let me walk you back to our room. Let me tire you out in a better way than this,” she teases coyly, and he grins, leaning down and rubbing his nose to hers.

throat as I watch the exchange in awe and slide a glance over to Teiran, who is refusing to look his hand over his abdomen like he feels the same way. It is abundantly clear that Giselle has his balls in a vice grip,

a small clearing of my throat. He seems to snap out of his little love bubble, shaking his head before he looks

now.” He tells her. Giselle fumbles for words as she frantically reaches for

blushing, but I know it’s fake as she tosses a glare toward me,

annoyance.

lips. “In more than one way.” He flirts with her suggestively before spinning her around and

no longer watch their exchange, as it makes me uncomfortable and only makes me more frustrated.

making people sick when they see us. Not

turning to me as I look and catch Giselle scowling at Teiran, who holds a stoic face.

am Colette, queen of the werewolves and lycans.” I

He clarifies, and I lick my teeth to keep from

I am a hybrid. I am both

what skills do you plan to use to kill our kind?” he asks,

shake my

before biting my inner check and changing my mind. “Well, I have no

out recently she is hybrid-“Teiran says

do well to remember that before I

King Darious.” He says, dropping

me. His harsh gaze

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