Traded To The Lycan King

Caspian groans as he lowers himself against some rubble, his hand on his back and a wince on his face. It's clear he is injured, but the stubborn fool won't allow anyone to look at the injury. Not that any of us can heal him, but assessing it is probably better than hoping for the best.

"How bad is it?" I ask. He looks away and sighs heavily.

"It is not life threatening, I don't think. Just painful." He admits. "I didn't see him sneaking up on me."

"Yeah, well, it was chaotic, and they got me good, too." I give him a reassuring smile. “It was highly unlikely we would all make it out of here uninjured."

Caspian snorts and nods his head in agreement.

"If we are lucky, we will all make it out of here alive.” He amends my statement.

"I have no intention of losing anyone, Caspian." I tell him. "Not if I can help it."

"That is comforting." He smirks.

"How long do we have to stay here?" Percy asks, pacing as if he is looking for his next hit.

He has been on edge since he joined us, but this is a whole new level of it. Percy looks like he may take off on his own one moment or break down in tears the next. He is struggling hard, but I need him to focus. We all need to be one step ahead this time.

"Sit down, Percy" I insist. He physically frowns, his nose scrunching as he follows my command, but not terribly willingly.

"Are you sure she said to stay here and wait for her?" He asks, his knee popping up and down as he lifts his bloodied hands and behind to chew on his nails.

"Percy." I say sternly, commanding his attention as he seems to snap out of his mind and looks at me. "Are you questioning me?"

His eyes grow

wide and he swallows roughly as he shakes his head no.

"We will be fighting again soon enough, Perc. You just need to be patient." Hayes assures him and Percy drags his hands through his hair, his face looking away.

Hayes asks, sitting next to me. I frown at him and he gives me a pitiful look. "It's a

head before using her memories to distort her dreams. Granted, that is a usual practice of dream walkers, but who is to say

I recall the sound of her voice in my head, the way she felt like her. It was more than just someone in my head using her against me. It was the full bond, the way I could feel her,

Colette, I am certain." I say, giving

Colette being controlled." Caspian offers, and

own mind and actions and that it is her." I tell them emphatically. "There is nothing I know better

we send out one of us to go lurk around," Percy says. Hayes laughs and shakes his head and I look at Leandra, who seems distant sitting

volunteer as tribute, huh?"

out to Colette, just needing to hear her voice again. That reassurance she is safe, for real.

at her voice, my stomach knotting as if I am a fool waiting outside the princesses

enough-I tell

prepared for our escape. It won't be long, only a few hours.--

you trust him?-- I ask her and

will win out against anything else. He will come through.-- She says and I

this with some trusted individual who wasn't a prince of the species holding my mate captive and torturing

find her?-- She asks, her voice soft, broken, and

is,

you?" Percy asks, leaning forward. "Does that mean it is time to go? I'm

not go time yet," I tell him, pressing my

out of nowhere-She whispers, remembering it

of what you need from us next?-- -Merikh they know you are here. They knew it

still. The over at Hayes, who is holding onto Leandra's hand even if she tries to take it away. It's obvious she enjoys clinging to him, but she clearly is uncomfortable with the affection.

a distraction. How big?--

can feel a tingle of amusement through the

as your love for me?-- She asks, and

hope you

says suddenly before I feel her just out

checking out my leg. The burn