Page 63 of The Unwanted Mate of the Lycan Kings
My brows pinch in confusion.“But you hate witches.”
“I do now.I didn’t back then.”
“You hate witches, even though Zeke was saved by one?”
“She didn’t do it to save him, and she didn’t just tie me to my brothers.She knew by tying me to them, I would never let harm come to them.Even if it made them hate me, even if it meant sacrificing my own desires.She made sure I would always choose them.”
I was becoming more confused by the second.
I open my mouth to ask another question but stop, not knowing what to ask exactly.
Regan sighs.“The witch who was killed wasn’t just a witch.She was changed into a lycan.She was mates with King Edgar.”
“And who is he?”
“He was my father’s rival.He’s dead now.The High Kingdom used to be his until ours overrun it.”
“So this place wasn’t yours first?”Regan shakes his head.
“No, King Edgar was a dictator to his people.Cruel, unjust and he did unfathomable things, stealing Litha was one of them.Yet in the end the mate bond prevailed, it ruled over her and eventually him.Litha forgave him, she even loved him.She changed him, turned the kingdom around, but by that time, it was too late.The damage was done, and he would die for his crimes.He made far too many enemies,” Regan tells me.
“That’s how the curse started?”I ask and Regan nods.I go to open my mouth to ask another question when Regan tilts his head to the side, trapping me in his lethal gaze.
“Why do you care?”he asks.
“Probably for the same reason you’re telling me, Regan,”
“Why am I telling you this?”he mutters to himself, a form creasing between his eyes.
“Maybe for the same reason I want to know—because I’m as baffled as you—but it’s better than not talking right now.I could awkwardly watch you wash in silence if you prefer,” I offer, and hechuckles.
“So, your father’s rival?”
Regan grabs the soap.“Yes, he killed my great grandfather first.We turned a blind eye to it.But then my grandfather, it started long before Litha, but ended with her.That’s what started the war between them.Then, when our kingdom went to war, we discovered his mate, Litha, was expecting a little girl.This fight had been brewing for more than a century, but the curse started almost 20 years ago, when he supposedly killed my grandfather, that was when the war broke out.”My face scrunches up as I think hard about what Granny has told me over the years of the great war, she always spoke like it was something that happened before her time, not something she was around for.
“So, not that long ago?”
“In human years it may seem like a long time ago, time is irrelevant though when you’re immortal.”Regan shrugs.
“How old are you?”I ask him, curiously.He chuckles and rests his head back and stares at the ceiling.“Old, too old, but not old by lycan standards.”
“So 100?”he smirks and raises an eyebrow at me.
“200?”I ask.
“I’m one hundred and eleven.Zeke and Lyon are one hundred and seven.”he tells me, and I try to ponder what it would be like to live that long.Honestly, it sounds rather daunting.
“You don’t look that old,” I tell him, and he chuckles.
“We stop aging in our late twenties to early thirties, physically aging I stopped at 28, Zeke he stopped aging at 26, Lyon 27, which physically makes him older than Zeke despite Zeke being 12 hours older than Lyon.”he shrugs.
“Wait, so they’re twins?”
“Technically yes, but born on two separate days, 12 hours apart.”That is so confusing, I think to myself.
“I can see you trying to make sense of that, don’t, you’ll only serve to give yourself a headache.”He laughs.
“So, Litha and the curse?”
