Page 68 of The Unwanted Mate of the Lycan Kings
“Getting away from you,” he answers flatly.
“You say that, but you have stopped Zeke from killing me...How many times now?”I ask.
“Because I want to keep my throne,” he growls.
“Is that what you’re telling yourself?Because the way I see it is, you actually like me.Probably because, despite hating you, I am the only person who isn’t repulsed by or scared of you.”
“Repulsed?Wow, thanks,” he growls.
“You kill people!”I retort.
“And that makes me repulsive?”
“I said I am not repulsed by you like everyone else is.Are you deaf?”I ask him.
“Well, in that case, you don’t repulse me either.”He laughs as I stare blankly at him.“What?It’s a compliment, I promise.”
“Coming from you, I think that is the best one I’ll get.I can see why you can’t find a wife with such manners,” I retort.
“No, I can’t find a wife because I would kill them, and every damn woman knows that,” he snarls.
“Yeah, you keep telling yourself that when I pick you to marry,” I tell him.
He scoffs and shakes his head.“Why?Because I can’t have sex with you?”he asks.
“Yep!I plan on keeping my innocence until I die!”I huff.
“Not if Zeke gets his way, you won’t.In fact, you’ll probably lose it sometime today,” he taunts.
“He can’t touch me,” I remind him.
“Without your permission.You’re easily commanded, in case you haven’t noticed.”His words slowly sink in, and I feel like my entire world is crashing around me.
Fear slivers up my spine and threatens to strangle me.My entire life has crashed and burned in only a few short days, and now I’m left with the rubble of desolation.
“Do you think he will?”There’s a vulnerability in my voice that I instantly hate.
He shrugs.“Depends.It’s hard to say with Zeke.He’s unpredictable.Zeke will probably make you suck him off, or maybejerk him when you have to bathe him,” he says like it is no big deal and completely normal to speak of someone’s torture.Bile rises in my throat, and a sliver of hope fills me when an idea occurs to me, and I roll to face him.
“Can I keep Gnash for the night?”I ask him.
“Definitely not,” he says quickly, and I press my lips in a line to stop them from quivering.He squashed that hope so quickly without even considering it.
Getting up, I move toward the bathroom.“What are you doing?”
“Showering.I’m fucking doomed either way.I’d rather he kills me this morning than rape me tonight.”
“No, I am not losing my fucking throne because of you,” Regan snarls, sitting up quickly.
“Fuck your throne!I have nothing to lose, right?So why the fuck should I worry about what you do?”I ask him.Disgusted with how he can so casually speak of his brother raping and killing me.
“I offered to drug him for you,” he snarls.
“Give me Gnash!”
“No!”I throw my arms up in the air, turning on my heel.Getting anywhere with these men is impossible.King Theron is a fool if he thinks there is even a sliver of humanity left in any of them.Gripping the door handle, I shove open the door.
“If I give you Gnash, he’ll hurt him.I know my brother.You think I want him to hurt you?”I stop, turning back to look at him.
