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 to

forward, passing the deer and stepping into a tiny clearing where she places her hands on her hips and sucks in her bottom lip,

her, like a shadow forever attached to her but always beneath her, but it feels somehow

she loves so much.

behind me. "There is enough meat

him and

out here on my own for

like you are cutting that deer like a novice." I wince as he just takes chunks out

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

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, popping up

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

lower back to alert her to

for there to be a chuckle that echoes

She tells me, her head

not." I

scared." A feminine voice calls

me as I chuckle low in

misinterpret my wariness for fear. I don't often get scared, and most certainly not when it is someone of your kind."

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

thing." She hisses. "That bastard did it,

step closer. "Can you tell me which

him?" The blonde elf narrows her eyes, her teeth grinding together. I can see the trees as they move,

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

She

one with the dragons and the lycans..." Kyra says, confused,

why there are so many

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