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.

he left." Teiran says, moving closer and proceeding to process the rest of the

could have potentially 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, chewing

forever attached to her but always beneath her, but it feels somehow invasive to see her like this, in

version Tyler knew, the version he helped to shape, and that she loves so much. It feels wrong to admire her for it and yet...her focus is

may find, then come back for me." Teiran says from behind me. "There is enough meat here that we can

I ask him and

out here on my own for

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

is cut." He says,

I see her. Her fingers touch various trees before she swoops down, touching the

on the thing as it darts around, before stopping and standing at the edge of the light that

coming up next to her, my hand sliding up her lower back to alert her to my presence. She shakes her head out of

to her, only for there to be a chuckle that

Ezrah." She tells me, her head

it's not." I

scared." A

cocky smile from me as I

don't often get scared, and most certainly not when it is someone of your

deer?" I ask, though have the feeling this will offend the wood fae. She steps forward, her blond hair reflecting the sun with flowers strung throughout it. Her cheeks

do such a thing." She hisses. "That

asks, taking a step closer. "Can you tell me which way he

you know him?" The blonde elf narrows her eyes, her teeth grinding together. I

say, placing my hands up. "He is our enemy and

She blinks. "What

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

why there are so many of them

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