Traded To The Lycan King

Teiran sits on the edge of the bed, glaring at me from across the room. He has said nothing since we walked through the doors, and I am too afraid to bring anything up. It was always his plan to kill his father and take the throne. But perhaps it happening this quickly, and

not entirely at his hands has him second guessing his loyalties.

He exhales deeply, placing both hands behind him as he leans back, his head falling so his face is gazing at the ceiling.

"You caved so easily," he mutters the words, pain lacing his voice. My brows knit together as I frown.

"I never lied to you about my feelings for him." I remind him and he lets out a dry chuckle, one that doesn't find any of this funny, but he has no other way to react but other to laugh through it all.

"You and I made a promise," He says, dropping his gaze to lock on me, pinning me in place as guilt grips me.

"I hurt your feelings?" I ask him, and he frowns.

"Are you that dense, or have I been lacking in my actions and how I treat you?" He asks, a look of disbelief on his face as he scoffs, looking away.

"Teiran, I am sorry I hurt you. But if I am being completely honest, did you expect me to love you when the only man who has always had a part of me is also the missing half of my soul?"

He looks away, his lips twitching, and I realize that he never intended to let Hayes live.

"Heavens..." I mutter, my chest aching at the thought.

He looks at me, then he leans forward, his elbows resting on his knees.

"Someone would have needed to take the fall." He whispers, but I hear every word as if he were saying it with a resounding confidence.

"You were going to take me from him and then frame him?" I ask, anger rising.

"It was not an easy decision for me to make," He says, his eyes filled with pleading as I scoff and pace away from him, laughing a sad, sarcastic laugh.

said this would end the war, that it would

think the dragons would want their king's killer on the throne, then you are not using your brains, Kyra." He retorts and I

just like him, like your half mad, blood crazed

over to me as he pushes me into the wall with his forearm

all angry with me when your selfish mate claimed you as his own, ruining this chance at peace. You are upset with me

at him, pushing him back a few inches before I stalk him down in

skirting over my face as he seems to shrink

you are the villain in

could go through with this, so moronic to even try. I am choosing him, Teiran." "You claim all your options were stripped, but you agreed to this! You

didn't know he wanted me. But I know now, and

arches a brow, a smirk growing

you will give up Tiago?" He asks, and I press my

"I am choosing both."

part of him that is all dragon, clinging to what he has deemed a treasure, and he

to me, as his imprinted mother, I

the door interrupts us, but the tension in the room remains stifling as Teiran moves to the door and pulls it open, speaking briefly with someone before he shuts

have done nothing but manipulate me." I

perfect."

how much of a difference that makes?" I ask, my stomach twisting in

about to start. I will see you out there." He mutters before he exits the door, leaving

""Yes?" I ask.

peeks around the door, giving me a soft, genuine

better." I shrug

about we stir up some trouble?" She winks as she holds up a silk- handkerchief that matches the gold

I am around her, and she seems to sense me

she steps closer, reaching around my neck and tying the handkerchief on. She purses her lips together in thought, then she steps back and

they stay with Percy in the pack house." I can see the worry in her eyes, but she hides it with a smile and reaches out, taking my hand. "Why are you being so nice?" I ask her,