Traded To The Lycan King

Chapter 168

Everyone sits and stares at Teiran, Nisha's eyes sizing him up with unbridled curiosity. Dean clears his throat, waiting for Hayes to say something, anything. But he doesn't. Instead, he stands and turns to walk away. "Hayes," Koda hisses, causing Hayes to stop, look over his shoulder uninterested, and then he walks off.

"I'll take the first watch," he mutters.

"I am Teiran." The dragon heir says. Nisha slaps at Koda, her eyes wide.

"I told you he looks familiar," she hisses at him.

"And how do you know him?" He asks, sounding bored.

"He is the dragon king's kid." She grits out. Koda sits up straighter, his mouth falling open as he looks at me, a grimace on my face as I try to hide my face.

"He is what?" Dean screeches.

"Calm down, they exiled him," Marcos says in Teiran's defense and I feel a twitch at my lip, amused that suddenly Marcos is defending him, even if it is minimal. "Disowned really."

"That doesn't matter," Koda scoffs. "If he looks like a dragon and smells like a dragon, then he is the enemy."

"Do I look like a dragon just sitting here?" Teiran asks, and Koda frowns.

"He means you are big," Nisha tries to explain.

"He is here because I asked him to help us." I say, cutting the chit chat short. "Yes, he is the dragon king's son, yes he was exiled and yes, I do trust him. At least enough to trust that we are not his enemy." "Did you stop to consider that maybe he is our enemy?" Koda groans. "And Hayes agreed to this?"

He suddenly stands, throwing his hands up in anger before he chuckles to himself and he sneers at me.

had no problem killing his own kind to keep

two saved Marcos and Hayes?" Nisha repeats,

interjects. "It seems your leader

away, clearing his throat. We all know about Hayes' wish for death, the oath his brother made him take. There is no room for arguing with anyone about that. "I'm going to go sit

him a half smile and he nods, clearing his throat before he

teases, a giddy grin on her face as she looks at an angry Koda who scowls

pet, and I am least of all

nose. The last thing I need is more arguing over moot points.

how long I lay counting the breaths. I roll onto my back, my hand over my stomach as I watch the stars. Hayes had to feel it. Why else would he bring up sparks, and them being important? I shouldn't have denied it, but the fear

want him to. He is kind of a pompous ass who brings out the bitter, kind of annoying, bitchy part of me. But he is Hayes, my Hayes. The same guy

made me a good person. No, he made me want to be a better person, even after I left, hell even after meeting Tyler. I would remind myself to

groan quietly, pressing my palms

to be curted up with Hayes, to be accepted. But Hayes and I...we are not in the place to

situationship.

I hear a soft whisper and look around my hands to see the outline of

uncommon," I admit,

part of why I am such

just be

twitch, catching my attention, my heart racing at just being next to him. Down, lycan, down. Last thing I need is to get caught staring at his plush, upturned kissabte lips. He might get the fight idea. That I want to smash my lips to his and leap into his arms. I don't

to be loved.

help you sleep?" He asks, reaching out a

with fluffy blankets in any of these bags?" I ask him with an

should mention that..." He grins widely, hooking his thumb over his shoulder like he might actually try to play it

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