Page 69 of The Unwanted Mate of the Lycan Kings
“You speak so nonchalantly about him raping and hurting me.You’re obviously okay with it, ” I retort.
“I never said I was.I only said it was inevitable when it comes to him.Not once did I say I wanted him to,” Regan snarls.
“No, but you threatened to do it the first time I met you.Did you think I forgot?You’re just as bad as he is.”
“I am nothing like him!”He throws the blankets off and leaps to his feet.
“So it would be different if you raped me?”I scoff, shaking my head.
“Fuck what I said.I wouldn’t intentionally hurt you.”
“Same monster, different logic.The only difference is that you have excuses for your shitty behavior.”
“You fucking challenged me!”I blink at him, trying to understand what he is even thinking or how that would even make sense.
“So that gives you permission to use someone’s body as punishment?”I ask, completely dumbstruck by this entire conversation.
“I’m not human!You can’t challenge us.We will retaliate, and you won’t like it.I can’t help what I am!Do you think a normal dog asks permission before he mounts a bitch?Or any creature for that matter?”
“So you’re a dog?”I laugh.
“No—but it’s the same.We have the same instincts.Hunt and kill.Command and submit.You didn’t submit.You fought back!You challenged me.You say I’m a monster, but I didn’t kill you, did I?I wanted to.Prey and predator.It’s not my fault you ended up on the crappy end of the food pyramid,” he yells at me.
“So what about your so-called human side?”I question.
“We are less human than you think.We look human in this form, but our instincts and needs are controlled by our true form, Zirah.Rationally, we know it is wrong, but our baser instinct will always overrule the human counterpart in us.The more you refuse, the harder we’ll try to mate with you.The faster you run, the more we’ll hunt you.And if it’s a full moon, all of that is ten times stronger.We are creatures of the moon, not children of the fucking sun.Creatures Zirah!Not fucking human!”he yells.
Regan exhales and rubs his temples like he has a headache.“Hunting and killing is as instinctive as breathing for us.You don’t tell yourself to take each breath.Your body knows what it needs.That is the best way I can describe it.”
So either way, I’m doomed then.Nodding, I push open the bathroom door.
“Wait!”Regan calls out, and I internally groan.I am over debating right and wrong.Turning around, Gnash is sitting on the floor watching us, his fur covered in blood.
Regan growls, glaring at the floor.“I’ll get you the wolfsbane.”Regan offers, lifting his head and looking at me.
“But if you get caught with it, I didn’t give it to you,” he tells me.
“Really?”I could kill two birds with one stone if he gives me the wolfsbane.I can use some on Zeke to help me escape and rebrand these runes that are fading.
“Do we have a deal?”Regan asks, but that won’t solve my problem of spending all day with him, but it is better than nothing.
Letting the bathroom door go, I walk back to the bed and climb in.Regan exhales, lays back down, and stares at the ceiling.My mind is moving a hundred miles an hour with different scenarios and different outcomes that torment me when he moves, drawing my attention to him.I find my eyes taking him in, and I glance at the runes etched into his skin.
“The tattoos.What are they for?”
“It doesn’t matter,” he grumbles.Lying back down, I stare at the ones covering his shoulder, taking in the massive design.The more I look, the more I notice they aren’t tattoos, but they are burns like mine.
Reaching out, I trace my finger over one, feeling the silky yet rough texture of his skin.“It’s a burn, not a tattoo,” I murmur, and he turns his head to look at me.
“Litha did it.When she burned, we burned along with her,” he says.He almost looks like he regrets killing her.
I trace the pattern of one particular rune that Granny said gives me the element of air.Yet, why would he need it?
“You need to stop that, Zirah,” Regan speaks coldly, and my eyes move to his to see they are pitch black.My reflection is mirrored back at me in them, and I move my hand away when something occurs to me.
“Maybe Zeke doesn’t have to be my first encounter with a naked man.”I murmur, my face heating as the words spill from my lips.
Chapter 33
