Traded To The Lycan King

Percy's hand steams, smoke rising at an alarming rate, a grimace forming on his face as Jennifer tries to transform. A bright orange orb bounces in her throat, as if her flame is trying to break free to take over, and Percy is the only thing keeping it in. He lets out a pained scream as he releases her, but he doesn't back away as she gasps for air.

"We should go,” Merikh whispers, pressing at my lower back. My cheeks grow warm, my jaw clenching in frustration.

"The hell we will," I say, sparing him a moment, before gluing my eyes onto Percy once again. "She killed Penny, and then she tortured me for days. And what she did to my mom-"

My voice breaks and I clear my throat, focusing on Percy as he ducks under Jennifer's arm, gliding to the left as she lunges forward at him. Flames shoot from her mouth as she whips around, trying to catch him as he rolls away.

Merikh pulls me further from them, giving them space as I watch anxiously. We could join in, help him finish her and make this end faster. But I need to watch her suffer as much as Percy needs to be the one who kills her.

It won't fix us, hell it will probably only make us feel better for a moment, but when time is the only thing that heals pain, you need a hit of something to hold you over until that time comes.

This is that moment. That memory when I close my eyes and I remember how it feels to have her hit me, or the sounds my mother made screaming by Jennifer's hands, it will dull the ache. From a place that hurts to one that numbs, never erasing it, but at the very least feeling like we got fucking retribution.

"Percy will be fine. I have faith in his skill and his anger." Merikh says.

"I do too, but I need to see this," I whisper. Merikh's hand tangles with mine as he sighs.

"Then we stay and we watch her be destroyed."

Jennifer roars out, her head falling back as flames shoot straight up into the sky, the leaves of the trees near it recoiling from the heat before catching fire and falling to the ground.

Her skin grows scaly and her face morphs, an enormous head replacing hers as she grows longer and taller. I have seen a few varieties of dragons now, Teiran who was massive and other that are smaller, more like overgrown lizards.

an overgrown snake with legs, matching her personality in the most perfect way. Wings spawn out wide, as a slow flap sends wind tunneling toward us and she flaps faster, preparing for takeoff. Her eyes cut to me and I grin, knowing she made

her gaze off of him and giving him

like veiny skin. She squeals in pain as his fingers rip through with ease, shredding her flesh before her swipes again and again. Small blood stained bits flutter to the ground like dragon

my hand, my side landing hard on the dirt ground with a whoosh of air knocking from me. I

leaps onto her back and she tries like hell to bounce him

off her thick scales and he slips down toward her neck. I rush toward Merikh who opens his eyes and

her mouth as he wails out in agony. My hair stands on edge as I rush to stand, forcing myself to close

and bile rises in my throat as I open my eyes and break into a run. Her back is to me, and Percy is nowhere to be seen from the angle. I slip under her broken wing, panic gripping at my throat as I pop up and see Percy laying

aware of what the fuck is going on. Jennifer has taken out an entire family and

shaking as his lycan form stands, his right shoulder droops and his eyes a full black as he throws his head back and lets out a heartbreaking

to her, and she swings her massive head toward him, her jaw at an awkward angle, and I see flames dripping from her mouth as if

jaw as she lands on a tree and her human form takes over. Jennifer cries

center of where

you used on my sister was fucking barbaric." He growls yanking her toward him as he kneels down and leans over her. "So fam going to have to get creative with what

better-" She struggles to get the

I hiss, and she turns her pale pained face

she cries, trying to push

when I am killing you," he says,

been laying only to find him gone. My

rasp out,

as I look up at him.