Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons novel Chapter 104

“Hey baby,” Lauren says with a sly, seductive grin.

“What do you want?” I ask her, and she stops, sighing heavily as she places her hand on her waist.

“What? No, I’ve missed you. How was death?” She asks in a snarky tone.

I lick my lips in annoyance, looking over my shoulder at Melody, who is clearly confused.

“If you are a vampire, then you are still dead.” I remind her and she makes a face while nodding her head.

“Well, only partially a vampire.” She corrects me.

“Leave.” I grit out.

“Or what? You will kill me again? Sorry sweetheart, you don’t scare me anymore.” She shrugs. “I am here for Giselle.”

“Giselle is not here,” I scoff, and she chuckles, her laughter dark and lacking humor.

“I am here on her behalf,”

I look to the water, making sure my emotions are masked from Colette in order to keep her away and safe.

“Is she out there? Your water mate?” Lauren asks, following my eyes.

“That’s none of your damn business,” Melody scowls and Lauren rolls her eyes.

“Shut up, you oversized punching bag!” she clips out. “The royals are discussing things.”

I snort a laugh and shake my head.

“You aren’t a royal.”

“I was a Luna, and I am mated to Johannes,” she retorts.

“You were a Luna, and you WERE mated to Johannes. Now you are an unwanted piece of trash, tossed around from man to man.”

Her nose twitches as her lip curls, and she snarls at me. Her once brown eyes grow blood red and her fangs come out as her face grows hairy, as if her lycan is trying to surface. She grows a foot taller and her arms morph into darker muscles before she takes a step toward me.

If she is trying to use an intimidation factor, it is sorely misplaced. I have fought many beasts, more recently a fucking dragon. A hairy vampire doesn’t inspire fear in me. Only the strong urge to end her sorry existence of a life.

“The war will end before it kicks off if you allow me to take Colette.” She says, her voice deep and threatening.

“Over my dead, fucking body.” I growl.

My lycan springs forward, taking over my body as I grow larger, my muscles exploding from my skin and my snout growing from my face. Claws extend from my fingertips, razor sharp and ready to shred the bitch in front of me.

There is no way in hell this freak of nature will take my make from me. She has already taken so much from me. First my parents, then my attempt at revenge, and now she demands what I swear to protect. No, this vampire hybrid is about to become a dead one.

“Shit,” Melody says, stumbling back before falling on her ass.

Lauren looks at her and grins. “Best to run along before I kill this sorry sap. Don’t worry. I promise to find you.”

I lift my arm, pointing to the water, trying to convey the message to get her ass where Lauren will likely not go. Then, without a warning, I lurch forward and slash at Lauren.

“Yeah, well, you wanted to be a fucking damsel in distress.” She grumbles, her voice garbling as she sputters and spits water out.

“How the fuck am I supposed to kill that bitch?” I ask, my voice trembling as my lips and tongue feel strange as well. Fuck, how the hell am I supposed to breathe if this keeps spreading?

“You need to open the mate bond up. Colette needs to feel you need her.” Melody whispers.

It doesn’t matter how honest I felt I was about Colette being my hero anytime she wants. Actually, having to be saved by her twice when I am the best fighter and known for my skills still seems to sting my ego. But perhaps my ego has always been the problem.

I let the barrier melt away and in a second I feel her fear. A massive splash erupts from the water and a transparent wolf emerges, waves ebbing through it as if it is entirely made up of the sea. pride flutters through me. She did it. She figured out her abilities.

It moves toward me and the water falls away, revealing my Colette in her human form, her eyes filled with horror as she reaches out and takes me in her arms.

“Oh shit, shit…what the hell happened?” She asks, her voice cracking.

“Don’t get jealous,” I tease, my eyes growing heavy as she holds me, our bond rippling through my body and giving my lycan strength to push the healing faster. “But my ex is here. She wants to meet you.”

“Lauren did this?” She whispers.

“Yes, I dragged him in here but she…she bit him…” she whispers. “Does that mean he will become a vampire, too?”

“I-i don’t know.” Colette says, fear in her voice.

“Oh hey, maybe I can be a hybrid too,” I slur out in a sad attempt at a joke and she presses her lips to my ear as she holds me afloat.

“That’s not funny,” she breathes and I hum, just happy to be near her. Maybe this whole damsel in distress thing isn’t so bad after all.