Chapter 2 The man at the end of the aisle is impossible to miss, his back to me as he speaks with one of his own clan. I can only assume he is Alpha Merikh and my skin grows cold. My idle hands smooth the bodice of my dress as I try to focus on my erratic breathing, my nerves frayed as I march down the aisle toward potential doom. Each step brings me frighteningly closer to the mountain of a lycan. I lick my lips, ready to give him the speech I whipped up, but I freeze as he turns to face me fully, my breath catching in my throat and eyes growing wide. I am utterly distracted by his looks. Eyes as green as emeralds, a facial structure carved by the heavens and an imposing aura that entraps you, draws you in. And much to my surprise, no scar marks his perfect face. I tilt my head, confused. This can’t be Alpha Merikh. I’ve heard stories of the Alpha of Death and the scars that have kept him hidden for years. But this guy…this guy is ethereal. He is handsome in the truest form; he is literal perfection. How am I supposed to tell him his Alpha is being stood up? “You do not look like the picture provided,” he says, his eyebrow arched in curiosity. “You are not Alpha Merikh.” I say, dumbfounded. He looks amused, shoving his hands into his pockets, rocking back on his feet. “No?” He asks and I furrow my brows. “I mean, are you…Alpha Merikh?” I whisper, “You do not think I am, so I must not be,” He answers with a shrug and I feel a wave of relief come over me. “I need you to give a message to your Alpha, or take me to him to deliver it myself. But it is urgent.” I rush out. “I can deliver a message.” Π “His contracted mate will not attend the ceremony.” I tell him. “Are you telling me that the treaty is dead?” He asks. “No! No, they are going to find him a new mate. A better one.” I squeak out, looking around for Alpha Bentley, praying he hurries up before Alpha Merikh makes his way out expecting to start a ceremony that isn’t happening. at least not yet. 1/5 Chapter 2 “And who could be better than the Alpha’s daughter?” He raises a brow. “Anyone would be better than Leslie.” I mutter under my breath. “Then I should choose a mate of my own liking.” He offers. I stare at him horrified that he heard me then his words settle in and my horror turns to terror when I realize he is talking about himself which means… “Y–you are Alpha Merikh,” I whisper, awareness trickling down my spine as I force myself to meet his amused gaze. I just spoke like an equal to the Alpha of Death. The lycan king himself. “I am?” he asks, a cocky grin on his plush lips. “I–i thought you would look different.” I stutter, wringing my hands, unsure of how to act in the presence of royalty. Am I supposed to bow? “You expected a face full of scars?” he leans forward, whispering. “I have scars. Just not where you can see them when I am clothed.” He winks at me and my cheeks heat. “Colette,” Alpha Bentley says, rushing up to me. I’m not sure I have ever been happy to see this man but right now is an exception as he pulls Alpha Merikh’s attention from me. “Did you deliver the news to Alpha Merikh?” “She has informed me.” Merikh says, his eyes locking back on mine as if we are in some silent battle I’m not privy to. “I have found you a replacement for my daughter.” Alpha Bentley rushes out, his eyes pleading for mercy. “No need,” Merikh says, turning to face me once more, mischief swirling around him. “I will be choosing my own mate.” “Yes, I suppose that would be fair, given the circumstances.” Alpha Bentley grabs hold of my arm, dragging me away. “Come, Colette, Leslie is in need of you.” Merikh growls possessively, taking my free arm and pulling me gently toward him. I gasp out in shock, an arm in each man’s hands as I look up at Alpha Merikh, confused. “I want Colette. I will be taking her as my mate,” he announces and my mouth goes dry. “Me?” I rasp out shocked, my eyebrows shooting up to my hairline as I try to process his insane request. 2/5 Chapter 2 +5 “Absolutely not.” Bentley tugs me toward him harder and Merikh releases his hold with a growl, his eyes growing dark. “Alpha Merikh, you don’t want her, I’m not sure you realize she is a maid. She takes care of Leslie and-” Alpha Bentley stammers, looking panicked. “Colette, do you accept my offer?” He asks me directly. “She does not get to speak for herself.” Alpha Bentley hisses, pushing me behind him. “I don’t think you understand, Bentley.” Merikh steps into him, his imposing frame casting an ominous shadow over us as his lip twitches in anger. “I will have Colette or we will have a war. Is that understood?” … Read More “Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons Chapter 2” »
Category: Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons
After a heart-wrenching rejection by the only boy she’s ever loved, Colette finds herself agreeing to wed the dreaded Alpha of Death, Lycan King Merikh, to escape the pack that has caused her years of pain. She leaves behind everything she knows for a life she could never imagine – The life of a Luna. Lycan King Merikh is in mystery and secrets, always keeping his new mate just at arm’s length. He has chosen Colette for a reason, a reason he plans to use to gain more power. But fate doesn’t bend to the will of mortals and he finds he has bitten off more than he can chew. Colette thinks she has found a place to call home, and Alpha Merikh is convinced he has found the key to his greatest desires. But when secrets come to light and betrayal runs rampant the only question left is will the love that has grown between them be greater than the lies and forces trying to tear them apart?
Chapter 1 *Colette* “Leslie!” I call out down the empty hall, my heart racing and stomach twisting in fear. Of all the days for the Alpha’s daughter to disappear, she had to choose her wedding day. I frown at the door at the end of the hall, a sock on the handle, and I roll … Read More “Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons Chapter 1” »