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.

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

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

it feels somehow invasive

Tyler knew, the version he helped to shape, and that she loves so much. It feels

me." Teiran says from behind me. "There

him and he snorts a

here on my own for a

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

is meat, no matter how it is cut." He

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

opposite side. My eyes stuck on the thing as it darts around, before stopping and standing

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

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

She tells me, her head tilting to the

it's not." I

look scared." A feminine

me

and most certainly not when it is someone of your kind." I tell her, which

who killed the 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 are red with fury

thing." She hisses. "That bastard did

closer. "Can you tell me

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

"He is our enemy and the reason the

She blinks. "What

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

and her nose crinkles. "Is that why there are so many of them around? Of those

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