Chapter 85
Traded To The Lycan King
*Merikh*
The air is and only adding my already heightened irritation. I miss her I miss her so damn much and I am angry second of damn day. What I want is my mate any costs and that is a thought to . To give up my life to know she will be okay would well worth it.
But I want a with her. One with adoration and singing her she understands how amazing she truly is. I want to everything, including a new me better and more improved . The version who is better communication and listening. She deserves a mate who will sit in her and let her be who she .
All I want is another chance when I had so many. But Iâve learned, I have grown and I am ready to alpha up and be everything she needs. Including or she from the assholes who her.
Merikh,â
hollers out my name, running toward me. Panic written all over his as he stops in front of me and my stomach drops.
What wrong swallowing the lump in my throat. âDid something happen?â
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that was sent for you,â He .
I give him confused .
Hayes clears his throat and looks before he exhales and shakes his head.
âIt is smells of her.â He mutters, unable to look at me.
âIt smells like Colette I , my skipping a beat.
,â he mutters âIt smells like her blood.â
He clears his throat, and it like the world shakes beneath my feet. My mouth falls open to say something articulate, alpha like, but instead a shocked, pained groan tumbles out.
Then I break into sprint, tearing through the garden, bounding over the pristine green bushes and breaking through the door. The second I hit the hallway to the kitchen, I freeze, picking up the faint scent of her blood.
Bile in my throat, my lycan howling and hiding in the back of my mind, too heartbroken at the possibility of what this might mean. I clear my throat, running both hands through my hair I suck in a deep breath, preparing myself for the worst.
is confirmation she is dead, then I will stop at nothing to kill every fucking dragon and the standing phoenix before allowing myself to meet her in the moonbeams.
âMerikhâ¦â Caspian I walk into the room, unable to remain calm as my hands shake, pointing to the small box on the table.
My fingers tremble take the little box of blood on the outside, and tear open the top. As I pull the flaps open, her sweet scent flows out, bringing my eyes when I see ribbon tied around a chunk of her soft hair. I lift it out, holding it to my nose and inhaling as my closed, relishing this little of .
Then it to the side and look the phone in the box with a small envelope sitting next to it. I grab the white paper and pull out a small note , staring it.
does , his shaking.
*4362 here little , placing it to the pull out the phone and lock pops up.
âWhat does that asks up the written in his daughterâs blood.
âItâs the passcode.â I mutter as I it and it the video screen.
Everything fades my the only sound it away in my chest, my lungs squeezing like there is no air to be found. I wanted to see her, get eyes on her, least see she is this is , so much worse than I imagined.
Alpha â
screams and I head to look at him blinking I try to process the video bring to hit on.
âWhat is it?â
asks, reaching phone. He takes it and I donât fight him as he gulps closes his like he is fighting .
need to watch .â
mutter walking toward the massive living âI Caspian and I look over at him, his white a mountaintop mid winter â
figure out how it on the screen.â
grumble, dropping into the couch preparing myself the worst but also reminding myself I need see this. I have look for clues, find something to where she is.
âYou want watch it on that thing Caspian pacing to me and standing in the . âWhat the hell is wrong with you?
Everything.â I grumble, leaning forward, my elbows on my knees.
Everything is fucking wrong when she isnât with me.â
you trying punish yourself? Is that this He confused, and I scoff.
âNo, I am watching it she to live , then I should have well. We need to know what they are doing to her. I need to see it so I can return the fucking favor to them.â I look up him. âThere could be clues about where she is,â Hayes , and I know I can always rely on him to know why am doing things âShit,â Caspian mutters, then he walks over to the other side of the couch and plops down. âLetâs get this over with, then.â
Hayes looks at me once he has the TV on and the phone screen sharing. The image of Colette is right before me. The little play button obstructed nothing but that barrier in my mind, screaming â
canât do thisâ. But I have to.
âHit â I tell him.
Suddenly there she is, my , beautiful little luna. Her face sunken, her glow gone, but she is still as beautiful she always is. It is clear they starving her, giving her minimal liquids probably because they afraid of what she can do.
it,â a voice off says forcefully. Colette looks up at the person and rolls her eyes. Then she looks directly at the camera.
âFuck yourself.â She says, a small smirk on her chapped and bloody lips. A thrill of pride ripples through me, but it shortâlived.
âSuit yourself.â The woman says she steps forward and lifts a metal bar.
I stand, growling at the screen as the woman swings it and slams it into her stomach, making the wind wheeze from my chest. I fall to my knees, my watering and my body quivering with anger and no outlet.
Colette cries out in pain, her head falling forward as she struggles to suck in a full breath. All I can hear is her labored breathing that sounds like a wheeze, and my chest is torn wide open. I love how strong she has become mentally, but I need her to give in, to stop herself from being a smart ass when she is on the line.
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say it, love,â I whisper, finding myself moving closer to the screen. âJust fucking say what they want.â
Another breaks through the TV speakers and I look at Colette, who silent and unmoving. She lifts her fiery to someone off and she fights against her restraints.
her alone She .
The woman saunters in, moving behind Colette and placing her hands on her shoulders, digging her nails into skin she bleeds through shirt.
âI warned you time will torture your little mommy.â
and I Giselle had said before the meeting went up in flames.
and I look to find him next to me. âMelody is alive? I thought they were lying. That they trying to evoke an emotional and catch me off guard.â
âIâm sorry â Colette whispers her cheek as she looks mournfully off the screen. â
will say it now. I promise âThen get over with , your highness The bitch in annoyance.
âMerikh.
Colette whispers, looking directly into my in she struggles to . â
you want me come and get me. War on the horizon of and coming the and you must choose.
or our kind-â
fist connects with her and her to the whimper breaking from her lips.
again, my fists and creaking as my bones ache from the This fucking bitch is going slow and painful death.
His kind, not yours. You not the same breed â The woman hisses.
âMe or all of and kind.â Colette whispers.
The off, leaving us all in stunned silence.
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