Traded To The Lycan King

Chapter 170

"He is baiting us." Teiran gruffs, looking around for something more than the few droplets that linger on the ground.

"Or it's someone else." I mutter, focused on the way the blood seems different. Pinker, almost like paint from the store in shades lighter than blood red.

"Both of you are wrong," Kyra murmurs in thought, scooping up a leaf with some of it on it as she brings it closer to her nose and sniffs.

"And what makes you think that?" Teiran asks, walking over to her.

"There is fur in it," she explains, but he huffs in disagreement.

"The fur could have happened before or after the blood was here." He parries.

Kyra shrugs, her smooth locks falling over her shoulder and swinging toward her face as she looks carefully at what's in her hand.

"I suppose that could be true, too. But this blood smells like a deer.

"Then why is it pink?" He frowns and I grin. It feels nice to know a little more about this than others.

"It's from the lungs. It's more oxygenated and therefore looks more pink than red. Do you not hunt deer very often?"

Teiran looks at me with a blank stare, "We don't hunt our deer the same way you do."

"Right," I mumble, remembering he is a big ass dragon under that human skin. He probably doesn't have to chase and tackle, but does more swooping and swallowing.

"Are you sure it is a deer?" He asks, as Kyra stands and walks further from us.

We follow her, watching as she processes everything in her head, her eyes focused and her mind unable to hear anything we are saying now. Until she stops and places her hands on her hips.

"I am positive." She says, looking back at us and then nodding forward to where a dead deer hangs, partially butchered.

"Ezrah?" I ask, moving closer, looking at the jagged cuts closer.

"Most likely," Kyra says.

says, moving closer and proceeding

can see Kyra already moving forward in her head, her eyes scanning the different ways Ezrah could have potentially gone. She moves forward, passing the deer and stepping into

but always beneath her, but it feels somehow invasive to see her like this, in a way

shape, and that she loves so much. It feels wrong to admire her for it and yet...her focus is adorable and her

back for me." Teiran says from behind

I ask him and he

have been out here on my own for a long time."

you sure you know what you are doing? Because it looks to me like you are cutting that deer

it is cut." He says, looking mildly confused. "Now go before she leaves

look at where Kyra was moments before, but now there is nothing but a hint of her scent left behind. I follow it, weaving through trees until I see her. Her fingers touch various trees before she swoops down, touching the mossy ground. Then she drops to her knees and listens to the ground,

see it before she does, the quick movement under the trees on the opposite side. My eyes stuck on the thing as it

sliding up her lower back to alert her to my presence.

have an audience." I whisper to her, only for there to be a chuckle that echoes through

tells me, her head tilting to the

not."

A feminine voice

cocky smile from me as I chuckle low

get scared, and most certainly not when it is someone of your kind." I

I ask, though have the feeling this will offend the wood fae. She steps forward, her blond hair reflecting the sun with flowers strung

never do such a thing." She hisses. "That bastard did it,

closer. "Can you tell me which way he

teeth grinding together. I can see the trees as they move, almost quivering with her in

I say, placing my hands up. "He is our enemy and the reason the war has

war?" She

and the lycans..." Kyra says, confused, as she slides a weird look

nose crinkles. "Is that why there are

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