Page 43 of The Unwanted Mate of the Lycan Kings
When I pull back on my wrist, he jerks to a stop, growls with impatience, then grabs me.A squeak leaves my lips, not expecting to find myself dangling upside down and looking at his plump ass.Not bad, even if I do say so myself.
“I have meetings in an hour.You are wasting my damn time,” he snaps.I glare at the backside of his light gray suit before I snicker.Popping another current in my mouth.I push up, leaving all my weight on his arm, and he growls.
“Current?”I offer.He presses his lips in a line before lifting me higher and tossing me back over his shoulder.I glare at his backside before going to eat another current when I smirk.
Opening my hand, I chuckle and squeeze the currents, mushing them between my palms and turning them a deep reddish purple.I then smear it over the back of his suit, ruining his gray pants.
He stops.“Control yourself and keep your pitiful peasant hands to yourself!”he snarls before slapping my ass.I snicker to myself.
“Sorry, Regan.”I draw out his name, and he jostles me, his shoulder digging painfully into my stomach.
“If you don’t want me to touch it, don’t put it in my face.I couldn’t help myself, so plump, like a peach.My peasant hands just couldn’t resist touching the almighty king of assholiness!”I slap his backside.
Argh, finding it hard like a fucking rock!I shake my hand.It stings me more than him.He snarls and digs his fingers into my thighs.
“Keep that up, and I will leave you with Zeke,” he says.I roll my eyes, digging my elbows into his back and resting my chin on my hands as he trudges through the forest.
“You don’t get along with your brothers?”I ask.
He says nothing, ignoring my question, and I sigh.Such a conversationalist!When we are back on the path, he dumps me on the ground, just tossing me off his shoulder.I land on my hip and ass and graze my elbow.I hiss, rubbing my elbow, and my entire side feels grazed and bruised.
“Oh, for goodness’ sake!Don’t you start fucking crying,” he snaps.
“Over you?Not a damn chance!”I snap back.Now, I am glad I ruined his pants.My only regret is I didn’t have mud to make it look like he soiled himself!
He sighs before moving closer and offering me his hand, but I slap it away, getting to my feet.
“Asshole!”I walk ahead, but his long strides don’t allow for much distance between us.
“I didn’t expect you to land on your ass!”he yells.I stop and raise an eyebrow at him.
“Do I look like a cat?You can’t fucking toss me and expect me to land on my damn feet.”I continue walking toward the town when he grabs my arm.
“I’m sorry,” he mutters, letting me go.I glance at him, but he just slows his pace to mine.My hip is killing me, and I can feel the bruise forming.
“Are you?Or are you just worried I will snitch on you to Daddy.Or maybe you’re worried I won’t pick you, then you’d have to answer to Lyon!”
He stops and glares at me.“Lyon?”
“Yeah, well, Zeke stands no chance in hell at the throne if I have any say in it!I’m surprised your father even expects me to go along with that twat.”
“And what makes you think you have a say in it?”he demands.
“Last I checked, I’m the one who picks out of the lot of you.It’s not like you have any options lining up to marry you,” I tell him.
“What, and you do?”
“Three, apparently, you’ve been volunteered.Lucky me.You get a wife, and I get a headache.”
“You assume you’ll live long enough to marry any of us.”He laughs like he finds that the funniest thing in the world.
“Well, I don’t see you trying to kill me.”
He huffs.“Don’t let that make you think I like you.I just know my brothers.I’m not risking my throne when they will do the dirty work for me.”He chuckles.
Stepping into the town square, I find stalls set up everywhere, little boutique stores and grocers, anything and everything you can think of.Now that it is open and bustling with people, I see how large the place truly is.
“Well, hurry up.I have a Zoom meeting soon,” he snaps.I look at him, not sure what he wants me to do.I’ve never been to a store before.He growls, shoving me into the closest store.It has racks everywhere with clothes, and as I walk through the aisles, a lady rushes over.
