Traded To The Lycan King

"Oh fuck. No, no, no!" Hayes mutters behind me as I rush toward Teiran. My legs feel weak and my arms shaky as I try to climb the tree to get him down.

"Leave him!" The wood fae screams, but I ignore her. What she doesn't know is that once I am done getting Terian freed, I am going to tear her throat out. "I said to leave him!"

"You can go get fucked, you tree humper!" I growl at her. She scoffs and then chuckles, breaking into a manic laugh.

The branches start to bend and twist under me, my feet losing their footing as I fall, crashing into the ground with bruising force. Pain radiates up my thigh as I shove off the ground, sprinting toward Teiran, reaching up and swinging off the lowest branches, launching myself up as I grip the next one.

Teiran groans, turning his head to look at me as he tries to breathe. He is in rough shape, and if I don't get him down soon, he won't heal the right way. Shit. I grit my teeth, jumping onto a branch that sways out, my fingers gripping the moving bark. As I try to use it to move myself closer.

Instead, it consumes my hand, growing around it and gripping me tight as my fingers crunch.

"Agh!" I grit out, as something wraps around my ankle and pulls on me. Twisting me upside down as I try to fight against the restraints.

"Hayes!" I cry out, looking for him to see if he, too, is trapped. Instead, I am shocked to see him on his hands and knees, struggling to breathe. The wood Fae must have hurt him somehow and my heart aches knowing he is in pain. "If you hurt him, I swear I will—” "Why would I hurt him?" She asks innocently, tilting her head as she looks at him. "I don't want to hurt you, but you insist on fighting me for that man's punishment."

My brows furrows in confusion, my eyes stuck on Hayes as he seems to have some sort of meltdown. He groans, holding his head as he grimaces, His eyes unfocused as if he is lost. My eyes slide to Teiran, who continues to bleed from the branch through his shoulder. "What the fuck do you want?" I grit out. She frowns, shaking her head as if she is a parent disappointed in her child.

"Did we not already discuss this?" She asks, titling her head.

"Yes! We told you we didn't fucking do it!" I screech.

to eat her." She says low, her eyes growing dark and her lip sneering. "Leaving

honor her death by making use of her instead of letting her go to waste." Teiran

kinds just kill, and maim

they have a better understanding of life. "No," Hayes mutters, pushing back onto his knees, his eyes finding me, but he isn't in the present. I can see the ache in him, the way he is locked in the past, in

me down," I whisper, watching the pain in his eyes turn to

creaking and cracking with violent force as he lowers his chin and growls at her. I watch the fear in her eyes as her mouth falls open. Fae are strong with magic, but like us, they grow tired from overuse, growing weaker with each time they do too much.

kill you." I hiss as

into the dirt as roots rise and twist around her, creating a barrier just as Hayes tears into her. He snaps his

brat as this fae is, she will be useful in trying to locate Ezrah. Or even in immobilizing him. "Kyra, don't." Teiran whispers, his eyes filled with concern as he sits on the

whisper, clutching my injured hand to

out again, my fingers shaking, someone grabs me from

say, exhaling.

trust in you

roots as the woman shrieks in fear. "He is not in his right mind. Hell, I don't even think he is in our year at the

was murdered this way." I whisper. "He couldn't save her, so I have to save

down until he comes back to us. In

mate, Teiran," I grit out. "Okay? We are second chance

head. "Or the only