Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons

Chapter 7 *Colette* My hands cling to Merikh as he drops, my injured leg keepingfrom catching myself as I tumble down onto him with a pained cry. My knee lands on his chest, my hands pressing onto him to remove my weig "Merikh," I say, awkwardly trying to force myself to stand on the brace that holds my injured leg straight. "Wake up," I whisper, my request growing more panicked by the second. A hand gently grabs my arm an "Hayes!" Percy screams, and he seems to appear out of thin air.

"f**k." Hayes swoops down, grunting as he tries to pull Merikh up. He gets him up enough for him to look at his back and his face pales.

"What?" I ask, unable to find my breath now. "What is it? What happened?" "Get her to her room," Hayes orders Percy, who turns his attention to me.

"Cwith me," he murmurs, and I furrow my brows in frustration as he hurries to usheraway.

"I want to stay with him," I tell them and Hayes chuckles, rolling his eyes.

"You just met him yesterday and your bond isn't even fully initiated yet," he says with a cool tone to his voice. "You have nothing to offer him. What he needs is a healer." I want to fight back, to argue that I am the Luna now. But I don't feel like a Luna, and I certainly don't look like a Luna. I am weak, injured, and my chosen mate is out of commission. Without Merikh I am just a weak werewolf on their turf.

"You need a healer too," Percy remindsas I frown.

"I was already seen." I complain, but he presses his lips into a flat line.

"You need a bandage change and rest if you ever hope to heal..." 1/6 G Good INSTALL Chapter 7 "I know but-" I try to spin to see Merikh.

"I don't mean to be rude, Luna." Percy says in a low voice, as he swoops down and liftsinto his arms. I squeal in shock. "But I understand the status you were, and the state your wolf was in when we met y His words sting, hurting what tiny bit of pride I have left. I look over his shoulder as Percy whisksaway from Merikh. Several warriors rush in and scramble to pick up his massive b*dy and take him away. I shouldn't care like I do, but I know it isn't love or even the small pull from our weak bond. I care because Merikh saved me. Not just once, or twice, but on multiple occa He savedwhen he chose me. He savedwhen Leslie attackedagain. Then he tried to shield my b*dy with his in the crash and then holdingclose even though I am certain he findsrepulsive, Merikh, the scary massive mountain of a Lycan and the known alpha of death, protected me. And I can't help but feel a little protective of him in the sway.

"Where are they taking him?" I ask Percy. He givesa curious look, then a small smirk tickles his lips. "They are taking him to the infirmary. Then he will wind up back in his room for his resting period." I furrow my brows and purse my lips. "Does this happen often?" "The attack or his serious injuries?" Percy asks, and I can gather from his tone that both are a regular Occurrence.

"Mmm, so both happen on a regular basis." I state with a heavy exhale.

"Alpha Merikh is a powerful player in our world. Many want him gone." "Why would werewolves want him gone?" I ask, confused. "He is the Lycan king. Without him, there will be no keeping the peace." A world with no king is a breeding ground for chaos for our kind. The smaller pack alphas would fight for control and never fully have it, as there would be no trust between any of them. Even though Alpha Bent 2/6 Chapter 7 Percy clears his throat and looks at my braced leg.

"How is the pain right now?" he asks and I get the feeling he is changing the subject.

"It is numb for now," I say truthfully, feeling no pain, though I think once my heart rate and worry for Merikh settle that pain will rip throughlike a bear stumbling onto a beehive.

"Ah!" Percy says with a cheery voice. "We are here. Just...wait here for when Merikh calls for you. He will be better soon." He helpsinto the room, placingon the bed. He quickly grabs a small pile of clothing and places it next towith a smile before he disappears, leavingalone in the massive room. My hand brushes I frown down at my jeans. Or lack thereof. Trying to decide if taking off the brace is the best idea. Then again, perhaps doing it while the pain is gone is my better option. I lay on my back wiggling out of my one full leg of denim and the other that was ripped to near nothing on the other side. It doesn't take much to slip on the satin bottoms that clay halfway down my bandage wound.

A light breeze softly brushes the sheer curtains aside, drawing my attention, and I watch as the rest of the sun goes down on a massive lake. My mouth feels dry, my hands itching as I nervously wait, watching the water as it ripples from the sbreeze that tickles my cheeks.

It's stunning.

The way the purples and pink hues dance across the glassy water that hypnotizes me, pullinginto a calming trance as I get lost, looking in the one thing that makesfeel home. There were no bodies of cleansing- I ease myself further onto the bed, laying my head down as I watch the way the water grows darker with every passing second. My eyes becheavy, my pain still subsiding as slowly the breeze and the When I wake again, I am in the sposition, my heart delighting in the realization that I am still here, still safe. Then I hear arguing down the hall as the bedroom door opens and a pretty young woman walks "Is Merikh okay?" I ask, my mind wandering back to the whole reason I am here and even alive. She frowns.

3/6 "He has been poisoned." She takes a seat next to me, placing the tray between us.

T0 "What?" My eyes grow wide and I try to push off the bed. Pain tears through me, taking my breath from my lungs. as I gasp and bile rises. I clasp a hand over my mouth and the woman frowns.

"You should drink this." She offersa steaming mug of something, but I shake my head. Between my fear and pain, I have no appetite for even something to drink.

"When will he be back?" I ask her and she shrugs.

"Might be awhile." "C-can I see him?" I ask, worried about backlash, as she laughs lightly, shaking her head.

"You are the Luna: The person you answer to is down the hall out of commission. As far as I'm concerned, you can do whatever the hell you like." "Really?" "Of course," "But Hayes..." she rolls her eyes and wavesoff.

"Hayes is a beta with daddy issues. He idolizes Alpha Merikh, he is just worried." A loud scream vibrates the bedroom door and I swallow roughly, my throat suddenly pained. Merikh must be in so much pain. I tilt my head. Maybe if I am the one to change his bandages, it will hurt less? I kno back in my pack. This is something I know how to do, the one thing I have to offer.

I push through the pain as I carefully extract myself from the bed. I look over my shoulder, waiting for the maid to stop me, but she pops a grape into her mouth, looking amused. She watchesas I quickly gr "You aren't going to stop me?" I ask, a little surprised when I am done and she is still sitting in silence. She shrugs. "What the hell can I do? My Luna wishes to see her Alpha." She smirks and her eyes go wide as she leans forward. "And don't let Hayes try to talk you out of it. You need to talk first and then you need to insist on taking over, got 4/6 Chapter 7 it Luna?" She asks and I nod.

"Are you sure?" I ask with a furrowed brow, feeling uneasy.

"Oh, absolutely." She says with the utmost certainty.

+5 0 Okay. I can do this. I just need a little confidence in my status. The status I never wanted or asked for or have an idea how to be, but that's irrelevant.

"Don't let Hayes speak," I mutter to myself, inching my way out of the room and down the hallway. I cling to the wall for support, sweat beading my brow as the pain seems to eatalive, but for once I feel a li

He cries out again, an agonizing scream muffled by something and I can only assMerikh is bitingn down onto a fabric. Xcan hear blekering and angry crashing as I get to the door and release a puff of air. The door flings open and Hayes nearly runs intoon his way out with a curse. "Colette," he says, shocked. "You should be resting," "I want to see him," I say weakly, and he frowns.

"Now is not the best time," "Why not?" I ask, placing all my weight on my good leg.

"I am about to clean his wounds and he-" "I will do it," I say, piping up.

"Uh, I don't think that is really a good-" "I know how to clean a wound and re-bandage. You have been with him all night. I promise to take care of him." A smile creeps along his lips as he nods his head and looks over his shoulder.

"You know what? You make a fair point. I am tired and if you truly feel

up to it, then why not?" He steps back, gesturing forto enter the ΠΙ room. Then he points to the corner. NO "The herbs are there, but you will need to scrub the wounds with that special cream colored scrub before 5/6 Chapter 7 "Scrub?" I ask, my brows shooting into my hairline.

"Yes, he is in the healing waters," "Healing waters?" I ask as he giddily pushes past me. He spins on his heels, taking a few steps backward with a cheery grin.

"It's like a large hot tub with herbs." "Hot tub..." I repeat and he laughs.

"A bath, Luna. He is in a large bath," "Woah, wait!" I holler after him as he rushes away, leavingin the doorway as a pained grunt comes from my back. I close my eyes, my stomach twisting in painful knots as I take three deep, calming breath

I step into the steamy room, closing the door behindas I inhale the fragrant air. The room is silent aside from the heavy breathing from Marikh als move coming! The air swirls, and my breathing hitch "Colette... What are you doing here?" he rasps, standing and walking toward me. I reach over, taking hold of the sponge thing Hayes pointed out. I clutch it to my chest and hobble to him. "I'm here to help," I announce, with a squeak. He arches a brow before wincing and grunting.

"You're going to have to get in here withif you plan to help. Are you okay with that?" "Mm hmm..." I nod, lying. "Totally okay with that." 6/6 0