Traded To The Lycan King



*Kyra*

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.

"You said this would end the war, that it would be better for everyone." I hiss at him.

"It will, but if you think the dragons would want their king's killer on the throne, then you are not using your brains, Kyra." He retorts and I growl low in my chest.

"You want to be the hero but you're just like him, like your half mad, blood crazed father!"

He bolts up, rushing over to me as he pushes me into the wall with his forearm across my chest.

"I am not the hero!" He bites out in my face, his breath fanning over my face. "Here you are all angry with me when your selfish mate claimed you as his own, ruining this chance at peace. You are upset with me over my tactics where I ruin one life and yet he very well could ruin hundreds of thousands and yet I am the bad guy?"

“He asked permission.” I reach up, shoving at him, pushing him back a few inches before I stalk him down in overwhelming anger. “Hayes asked me if I wanted to be saved, and I said yes!"

My chest heaves up and down as I glare at him, his eyes skirting over my face as he seems to shrink before me. Then he nods.

"Then you are the villain in this story." He whispers.

"A title I happily take as all my other options were stripped from me. It was idiotic for me to think I 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 lived with me, laughed with me, what changed?"

"I didn't know he wanted me. But I know now, and I can't... I can't give him up ever again."

He arches a brow, a smirk growing on his lips.

"But you will give up Tiago?" He asks, and I press my lips together in annoyance.

"I am choosing both."

"Not an option." He grins and I realize I see the real him for the first time. The part of him that is all dragon, clinging to what he has deemed a treasure, and he refuses to give up.

"Wrong," I shrug. "It seems to me, as his imprinted mother, I have more power in this than you do."

A knock at 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 the door again before he slams his fist into the door in a rage.

"Is it so wrong that all I wanted to do was care for you?" He finally whispers.

"You have done nothing but manipulate me." I remind him, and he frowns.

"You were almost perfect." He mutters to himself.

"And yet, to Hayes, I already am perfect. Can't you see how much of a difference that makes?" I ask, my stomach twisting in pity as I watch his hand drag down his handsome face.

"The ceremony is about to start. I will see you out there." He mutters before he exits the door, leaving me alone before a knock follows.

"Yes?" I ask.

"It's Luna Colette." I hear her say as she peeks around the door, giving me a soft, genuine smile. "How are you doing?"

"Oh, you know, never better." I shrug and she gives a gentle frown.

"Well, from what I hear, things will

get worse

how abouore they get better, so

we stir up some trouble?" She winks as she holds up a silk handkerchief that matches the gold tone of my dress. "Rumor has it we have something we need to cover for the time being." Content belongs

Her presence calms me the longer I am around her, and she seems to sense me relaxing.

"How is Hayes?" I ask her as she steps closer, reaching around my neck and tying the handkerchief on. She purses her lips together in thought, then she steps back and gives me a nod.novelbin

"He is holding it together. I have the kids keeping him busy for now, though he did suggest 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, "I mean...I know you are my Luna and we all love you, but I may be the reason everything falls apart.” Colette laughs.

"I am being nice because I know and

like you. But ham on your side

because you will be my sister. Kyra, things fall apart because the

net

foundation isn't sound. I have faith in what Merikh and I have built, and I

have faith in the moon goddess who

gave you Hayes and a second chance." She says, walking me to the door.

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Tears threaten my eyes as I try to control my breathing and stop from breaking down completely. I have not felt at ease in so long, and yet with her reassuring me it's okay, it actually feels like things will work out It's a pipe dream, but one I am putting all my heart in, too.

We walk hand in hand to the community building down the road. The large double door entrance is a stunning display of greenery and glittering gold in honor of the dragons.

My heart skips a beat when I watch Hayes as he lingers outside until he catches sight of me. His face lights up and he blows me a kiss before walking

in before me. As we enter Merikh greets us, taking my arm and placing it in the crux of his elbow.

"It seems weird to have you give me to them when your brother is my mate." I whisper to him, and he chuckles.

"I'm not giving these bastards shit," he says back before he tilts his head. "Well, I suppose, aside from damn good entertainment."

"So, what is the plan?" I ask as we move down the long aisle, Teiran waiting for me halfway before the stage.

"That is up to you and Hayes," He shrugs. "But no matter what happens, you have the backing of all our kind."

My heart is in my ears, my stomach in my throat as I try to remain calm as Merikh passes me off to Teiran. His warm hand engulfs mine as he walks me to the stage, Tiago sitting at the front, cooing and reaching for me.

"Think about Tiago before you do this," Teiran whispers in my ear, his hand stroking a loose strand from my cheek. "He needs his mother with him."