Page 95 of The Unwanted Mate of the Lycan Kings
“I never should have left you alone with him,” Regan murmurs before letting me go and standing.
“Regan?”Lyon questions.
“Watch her!”
“Regan!You can’t...You know it’s not his fault,” Lyon murmurs, his head turning in Zeke’s direction.
“He shouldn’t have touched her!”Regan growls, stalking toward Zeke.
“Regan, I swear to you...I—” Zeke pleads, but Regan’s growl is so threatening, it makes me whimper as his impressive aura crushes me.
The guard drops to the floor having passed out from the sight of me, his body hitting the ground so hard and fast it knocks the wind out of him.Regan grabs him by the front of his shirt and throws him out the door.
“Regan!”Lyon shouts.
“No!Now he’ll know why I am Wrath!”Regan snarls.
Chapter 46
Regan storms over to Zeke, grabbing him by the throat andhauling him to his feet.He slams him against the hard tiles before tossing him.He smashes against the sink basin when Regan snatches him back up.Both of his hands wrap around Zeke’s throat, and Regan’s eyes blaze with fury.
Zeke looks empty, void.He doesn’t even attempt to get free from Regan’s death grip, even when his face changes color from lack of oxygen.
“Regan!”Lyon rasps, and I see his face is just as red as Zeke’s.Looking at Regan, I realize that he, too, can’t breathe.My brows furrow in confusion.I saw them get hurt before, but when one was hurt, the others were not.Why is it different now?
“Regan!”Lyon rasps out, clawing at his throat.Regan turns his gaze to Lyon, and his eyes widen.He lets Zeke go, and Lyon gasps for air.
Zeke doesn’t even put up a fight when Regan grabs him again, almost as if he accepts whatever Regan is planning on doing to him.It confuses me.He whipped me without so much as a sliver of remorse, and he didn’t stop until he ran out of liquor and had to look for more.
Yet now he’s acting like he has no memory of what he did.Lyon growls, staring at them as Regan drags Zeke from the room.
Lyon turns his gaze to the guard.“What are you doing?”hesnarls.
The guard jumps to his feet.“Go with him and make sure he doesn’t fucking kill him because he’ll kill us all if he does!”Lyon snaps.The guard rushes off, and Lyon shakes his head while I remain on the shower floor.
Lyon steps over me and sits next to me in the water.I hiss in pain when he grabs me, pulling me between his legs so I am forced to lean against him.He then peels his shirt off, tossing it out the door, and it lands on the floor with a wet slap.
Lyon mutters to himself as he moves me around and grabs the shower head, pulling it down from its holder so he can rinse the blood off me.
“So if Regan kills Zeke, you all die?”
Lyon nods his head.“Normally, three life forces combined makes us harder to kill.We’ve survived some pretty shitty situations, but by each other’s hand, it’s almost as if we’re mere mortals.Hurting each other hurts us all.I think it was Litha’s fail-safe to ensure we didn’t kill each other.She said our loyalty and love for each other bind us, so she bound our lives, too.”
He maneuvers me so my legs drape over his as he turns me on my side, and I catch a glimpse of his chest and the markings on them.On his chest are two tattoos in black ink.On one pec is a beautiful woman sitting on a pile of coins with chains binding her wrists and ankles together while she burns.On the other is a skull with a crown atop its head and a snake wound around it.
They were symbols of greed and pride, two of the Seven Deadly Sins.
My fingers brush over the tattoo of the woman burning as the coins beneath her melt.Lyon freezes, his hand catching my wrist, and I lift my gaze to his.
“What did you do to betray Litha?”I find myself asking.
Lyon ignores me and bites his wrist.“I’ll tell you, but only if you allow me to heal you,” he replies, holding out his wrist to me.I press my lips together, not wanting anything from him.They let Zeke do what he did when they left me with him, but I also want to figure out the curse, so I grip his wrist, wrap my lips around his bite mark,and let his blood flood my mouth.My injuries start to heal, closing quickly the more I drink.
“We were competing for our kingdoms.They weren’t handed to us.We had to fight for them.I sold her out,” he tells me.I let his wrist go, and I glance down at my legs.A relieved sigh escapes my lips.“Better?”Lyon asks, gripping my chin and turning my face back to his.
His thumb swipes across my lips as he wipes away the blood staining them.“Yes,” I breathe.Lyon watches me for a moment, keeping his hand on my face.“What do you mean by sold her out?”I ask, and he drops his hand on my thigh.
“We knew she was in the kingdom somewhere.Regan and Zeke didn’t want to kill her.They saw the King’s death as payment enough.When we found the blueprints for the High Kingdom, we saw that there was a hidden basement under the castle.The maze was built on top of it.Regan and Zeke planned to tell our father that she was one of those killed in the raid.”
