Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons – Chapter 158
Novelread *Hayes*I barely have time to get her name out of my mouth to warn her, my heart pounding out of my chest as I watch in shock. I try to…
Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons
Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons – Chapter 157
My face buries into his neck, my arms clutching to him like velcro on a toddler’s shoe. It feels hopeless as he groans, our bodies crushing impossibly closer as I…
Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons – Chapter 156
*Kyra*I wonder what it feels like to lose two mates. What happens to me after losing Hayes? Do I just not get to have happiness again or will I slowly…
Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons – Chapter 155
I slip on my still damp clothing, sliding an annoyed side eye over at Kyra. There is no way her clothing is even close to dry yet if mine is…
Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons – Chapter 154
*Hayes*”You should get some rest too, Hayes.” Marcos says.I know he is looking out for me; he is the healer and someone I would almost consider a friend if I…
Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons – Chapter 153
My shoes squelch from the water that fills them. The cold of the mud mixed with the soggy fabric makes me shiver. No amount of running hot could warm me…
Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons – Chapter 152
“Let go of me!” I grit out, throwing my elbow back, my funny bone tingling up my arm and into my fingers as I hit something solid. The hand on…
Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons – Chapter 151
*Kyra*I catch myself constantly stealing glimpses of Hayes’ injury. The way the scars seem to crawl up his neck and into his cheek like a thorny rose vine creeping up…
Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons – Chapter 150
“So what now? Can you actually smell which way he went now?” Nisha asks, for once not in a rude tone but in one of confusion. “Now we wait for…
Traded To The Lycan King by MG Wattsons – Chapter 149
*Hayes*I squat down next to the ash where a fire had been, placing my hand above it to feel for heat. With my good arm, I reach out, my fingers…