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.

Teiran says, moving closer and proceeding to

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

a shadow forever attached to her but always beneath her, but it feels somehow invasive to see her like this, in a way I have never

to shape, and that she loves so much. It

for me." Teiran says from behind me.

him and he snorts a

out here on my own for a long

know what you are doing? Because it looks to me like you are cutting that deer like a novice." I wince

He says, looking mildly confused. "Now go before

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, popping up with a disappointed

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

back to alert her to my presence. She shakes her head out of a daze, then blinks at me,

have an audience." I whisper to her, only for

Ezrah." She tells me, her head tilting

it's not." I

look scared." A feminine voice calls

from me as I chuckle low in

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

offend the wood fae. She steps forward, her blond hair

She hisses. "That bastard did it, so I

closer. "Can you tell me which way he

her eyes, her teeth grinding together. I can

"He is our enemy and the reason the war has

She blinks. "What

the dragons and the lycans..." Kyra says, confused, as she

"Is that why there are so many of them around?

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