Chapter 27


    Colette POV


    The second the door opens, the air in the room changes. It grows cold and Merikh’s tension is


    palpable on my tongue. I move closer, catching a set of crimson eyes with a dangerous glint of


    amusement. His tongue darts out, licking his lips after he mutters something to Merikh, and I watch


    his knuckles grow white as he crushes the door handle.


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    Pushing my anger aside, I move over to Merikh, taking his hand in mine, and sliding my other up


    his arm to press my body close to his while looking at his perfectly angled face. Then the man


    clears his throat, vying for my attention, but I refuse to give him a single moment more when Merikh


    is barely holding on. Instead, I press up onto my toes and drop a kiss on his


    cheek.


    “Come, let’s rest while we can.” My heart is thudding and I am certain the man staring at us can


    hear it, but I don’t care. I can feel not only his danger but Merikh’s just beneath the surface and I


    know he needs this save. Our pack needs him to calm himself.


    “You must be the New Luna?” the person says and I nce at him briefly, taking in his


    appearance.


    He is thinner than Merikh, and though he is tall by most standards, he is not Merikh’s level of tall.


    His shoulders are slender and his face is thin but attractive. Again, he has nothing on the specimen


    of a man I am clinging to.


    “I am. Is there something we can assist you with…?” I ask, leading him so I get a name.


    “Johannes,” He says with a slight ent and a grin on his pale lips. I listen as best I can, trying to


    determine what he is without needing to be told. Then he shows me his fangs and I realize he is a


    vampire. “Prince Royale of the Vampire ns!


    “Ah, I see.” I murmur, pressing my lips into a t, unimpressed line. “I am Colette, Luna of the


    Lycans and werewolves”


    Merikh twitches, his hand releasing the doorknob and taking mine in his and I can feel his eyes on


    me as I stand tall and introduce myself.


    “Mmm, you don’t look like much.” He says, ncing at Merikh waiting for him to take the bait, but he


    doesn’t.


    “Did you get what you needed?” Merikh asks, seeming to finally snap out of his daze. He stares


    Johannes down, squaring his shoulder, and I can feel the way his muscles twitch


    “Your reaction was a little underwhelming, I must admit. I really hoped you would be more excited to


    see me”


    “Are you two friends?” I ask, trying to get a sight into what the hell this hostile energy is.


    “Friends?” Johannes tastes the word, seeming to swish it around in his mouth before he gives me a


    devious smile. “Depends on your definition. We shared a woman, so to some that would be friendly,


    no?”


    Merikh scoffs, taking a step forward but I cling to him with every ounce of me and he clears his


    throat sliding me a grateful


    look.


    *Johannes here was Lauren’s lover, whilst she was supposed to be my luna,” he informs me in a


    bitter voice. “I thought you were dead.”


    “I am royalty, Merikh. Did you really think my coven cared about who I fucked?”


    “The coven? No. The council I thought had more tact.”


    is up to me to decide.


    “Mmm, the council does not protect your kind any longer. What I do with your kind for a little fun is


    And I am not the only one enjoying having you all as little ythings. Or so I hear.”


    “So should I kill you now, before I get on the council?” Merikh asks him and Johannes shakes his


    head with augh.


    “You don’t seem to take hints very well, so I will be candid with you. The council will never you let


    you back on it. You being here, right now, it’s the elders being nostalgic for the old days. But you


    will slip up with that signature lycan temper. And I


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    can’t fucking WAIT to swoop in and take your new luna for a test-


    “It will be a cold day in hell the second I let you touch me.” I growl, pushing my way in front of


    Merikh in ast–ditch attempt to keep him from attacking this asshole. “You may have been able to


    sway a weak, unworthy woman with promises of immortality, but I would rather die than betray my


    pack and my mate.


    My wolf is going feral in my mind,shing out and begging to tear at this asshole for suggesting we


    would ever be as weak as Lauren. We aren’t her. We aren’t some weak, traitorous asshole who


    thinks only of herself. Merikh’s arms wrap around my waist from behind, pulling me back into his


    chest as he takes a step back.


    “Thanks for stopping by Johannes. Now if you don’t mind, kindly fuck right off,” he says, sounding


    amused before he ms the door shut.


    The next thing I know I am pinned against the closed door, Merikh looming over me with his arms


    on either side of my head as he studies my face with barely restrained. dare I say lust?


    There are no words that pass between us in this heavy moment, but so much is said in the way he


    stares into my eyes, and the way my heart seems to match his beat after skipping a few. Then he


    reaches out, cupping my face as he drags my lips to his. Apprehension quickly melts into a fiery


    need and I clutch to his shoulders, kissing him back.


    His lips are soft and pliant as I whimper a needy moan, and he nibbles my bottom lip. I am putty in


    his hands, his to mold and do with what he needs as he gives me more genuine emotions than I


    have seen from him in days. He kisses like he is apologizing, begging to erase the hurt of the past


    week, but I know I can’t. No matter how much I crave this, and him.


    I tilt my head down, breaking the kiss. He presses his forehead to mine, out of breath, as he


    shakes. It breaks me to see him so vulnerable, so upset about seeing the man who made his life a


    living hell. I hate knowing that these emotions, his need to kiss me, arose from Lauren and her


    asshole immortal lover.


    “Thank you.” He whispers, his voice hoarse and breaking.


    “For what?” I ask, surprised.


    “Did you mean what you said?” He asks, standing up straight. His emerald eyes search me, looking


    into the depths of my soul, and I frown.


    “Mean what?”


    “What you said to him..about dying instead of betraying your pack and me…” He looks like a little


    child, waiting for his mom to say yes over some huge gift he asked for and I tilt my head, my hand


    sliding up his neck as I use my thumb to stroke his jawline


    “Of course.” I furrow my brow. “I made a promise to our pack, and you. No matter how angry I am


    with you, Merikh, you gave me a home. You gave me a purpose, and I owe you everything.”


    I swear I witness his heart break at that moment, the way his eyes soften and he exhales like I had


    confessed that I loved him


    “Thank you for still choosing us.” He whispers, his hand covering my and dragging it away from his


    face. He holds it in his between us, ying with my fingers, fidgeting.


    I want to tell him it’s fine and that I forgive him, but the truth is. I have changed sinceing to our


    pack, since choosing this as my path. The path of a luna has no room for the old me. The one who


    would let everyone, no matter what, walk all


    OVLT INC.


    I am the Lycan Queen and it’s about damn time I act like it


    “His eyes…” I say, changing the subject, and Merikh nods,


    “Yes, the vampire royals all have crimson red eyes.”


    I furrow my brows, thinking of the wolves in the woods, trying to pinpoint the color of red in their


    hollow eyes.


    “They aren’t they can’t be the reason for the red wolves, right?” I ask him and he huffs out a heavy


    sigh.


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    13:29 Thu,


    The wolves were spelled, orpulsion could have been used, but no, it would not exin the


    eyes being the color they


    were


    “So it wasn’t the vampires?”


    “It very much could have been them. Or the witches or Fae. Or anyone here working with another


    group. There is no ruling anyone out, Colette..everyone here is our enemy.


    “Every single one?” I ask, biting my lip, feeling uneasy all over again. How the hell am I supposed to


    sleep if I know that everyone here is probably plotting against us?


    “Yes, but we will make allies soon enough.”


    “You just said we can’t trust anyone. So how will me make allies?” I ask, confused.


    “You.” He says with a shrug before stepping further into the massive suite.


    “What do I have to do with it?”


    “Everything. But for starters, you clearly can keep me from killing Johannes, and that’s a huge win”


    He moves around the room, looking in doors and checking spaces as I watch him, shocked..


    One minute he was near catatonic, then homicidal, then kissing me senseless. And now…now he is


    almost giddy walking around therge room and telling me how important I am. If he keeps this


    whish up, I’m going to end up with a


    concussion


    But I have to admit, it’s kind of


    being acknowledged for something I did right,


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