He drops his hold on me with a pained grunt and staggers back.My hands fall to my knees, gasping for breath.
Zeke roars, and I stand up only to see his fist flying toward my face.I flinch, waiting for the impact, only it never comes.Regan steps in front of me, and Zeke’s fist connects with his chest.He growls menacingly.
“Not on my watch!I have to be seen with her, and I am not going into town with her black and blue.”Regan shoves his brother back a step, and Zeke glares at me, shaking his head.
“Always worried about appearances, brother,” Zeke retorts.Regan mutters under his breath before stepping aside.
“Hunter needs your blood.”Regan motions toward the weakening wolf.
“So she is returning him?”Zeke questions, and I swallow, having no intention of doing that right now.
Zeke chuckles.“Oh, so you thought you could ask me to heal him but not return him?”Zeke questions.
“Zeke, give him your damn blood.I have work to do.”Regan sighs, sounding bored.
“Give him back and I will.If you don’t, he dies, and if something happens to him, your death would be worth losing my throne for.”Zeke speaks coldly.I look at Hunter and then Zeke.
“Think carefully, human, he won’t last the night.”Regan looks down at me, waiting for my answer, and I suck in a breath.
“Hunter, go to Zeke,” I murmur, knowing I am losing my only protection.
Hunter whines but does what he is told, and Zeke reaches toward the small coffee table and grabs a cheese knife.He slices his palm and crouches before his wolf.Hunter instantly starts drinking his blood while Zeke runs his fingers through his fur.
“Come, I don’t want to be all day,” Regan says, walking out of the room.I give Hunter one last glance before following King Regan.
Chapter 21
Worry gnaws at me as I follow Regan out of the castle, andwhen he notices Malachi at the front gates, he stops.
“My King,” Malachi acknowledges, and his eyes dart to me next to Regan.“Zirah.”I give him a brief nod.
“Are you leaving with my father?”King Regan asks.Malachi sighs.
“Regan, you know I can’t provide you information.”
“We’re all family.If there is something you need to tell me, now is your chance, Malachi.”Malachi looks ahead.
“That may be so, but I am loyal to your father.That is all I can tell you.”
Regan growls.“Something is going on, more than he is saying.Is the kingdom in danger?”
Malachi shakes his head.
“Is my father in danger?”Regan asks, and Malachi swallows but says nothing.I can tell that was his way of saying yes without breaking his loyalty to the king, his half-brother from what Shelley told me.
“I wish I could say more.”
“You’ve said enough.But I have one more question.Is this the reason for the urgency behind...”King Regan glances at me.“The human?”
“Your father needs to ensure the kingdoms just in case.”King Regan nods his head once.However, when he goes to leave, Malachi grabs his arm.“Zeke cannot get the throne,” Malachi says slowly.
“He won’t.I’ll kill him before I allow that,” Regan assures him, yet his words confuse me.How could anyone speak that way about their brother?
“No...You don’t understand Regan.Zeke, he’s up to something, he’s—”
“He’s what?What has he done this time, Malachi?”Malachi glances at the castle and presses his lips in a line.
“Nothing I can prove, but what is going on with your father didn’t start until he showed up a month ago.”