Page 23 of The Unwanted Mate of the Lycan Kings
“Oh, you’ve been a naughty boy, but I shall forgive you.”Zeke speaks softly to his wolf, grabbing fistfuls of his fur and rubbing his wolf’s huge face.Yet, remembering Shelley’s words earlier, I know my safety depends on having Hunter near.Before I tell Zeke he isn’t getting him back, I would much prefer being clothed, so I move back to the bathroom and lock the door.
Chapter 15
Undoing the robe, I hear Zeke trying to coax Hunter outof the room, but it appears he is, once again, not listening to his master.
“Hunter, damn it, now!”I hear Zeke snarl just as I pull the black long-sleeved top over my head.I almost groan when I see how low cut it is.My breasts poke out of the top, and every time I try to close the buttons, my bust only pops them back open.Giving up on the top, I dig through the bag for the rest of my clothes, damn near cursing when I pull out a skirt.I was hoping for pants, but beggars can’t be choosers.
When I notice the other garments in the bag, I dump all of them out to look for a better option, but there are only different variations of the same skirt.Two of the tops would actually cover me, but three out of the five are midriff shirts, which would not cover the runes that run down my spine to my lower back.I suppose I should be grateful they aren’t the royal colors she was going to buy originally.
Slipping it on, I find the sides have slits up to my thighs.The skirt might as well be tiny shorts like I made back in the cave for the little coverage it gives me.
Hearing Zeke grow more annoyed, I rush to leave the bathroom only to find he has Hunter by the scruff of the neckand is trying to drag him out of the room.
“Hunter, here,” I call him.Zeke snarls at me, baring sharp canines, and Hunter yelps as his grip tightens.Blood streaks his white coat, and I notice Zeke’s claws stabbing into Hunter’s fur coat.
“Let him go!”
“You will not tell me how to handle my disobedient wolf!”
“But I will tell you not to manhandlemywolf,” I retort.Zeke growls, letting Hunter go, who runs toward me.Zeke snarls, stalking toward me.The moment he reaches for me, Hunter growls menacingly, and he stops.
Interesting.His wolf fears him, except when it comes to me.I find it odd but welcome it at the same time.
“This is some fucking bullshit!”Zeke roars when a knock sounds on the open door.Zeke stops his rant, turning to look at the intruder, and I find Lyon standing at the door.
“When you’re done here with Hunter, father sent me to retrieve...”His eyes wander over, and I glance down, wondering if one of my breasts escaped or if I put the outfit on backward in my rush to get dressed.Nothing is out of place or peeping out, much to my relief.
“Father wants to see the human,” Lyon growls.His gaze flicks to Zeke.“He is not happy you sent Shelley away.She was supposed to bring the girl to the dining hall.”
Zeke huffs, glaring daggers at me, and if looks could kill, I would be burning where I stand.
“Give me my wolf!”
“Only when I know you won’t harm him.Until then, he’s mine.”
“You’re harming him by keeping him.He needs my blood.You kill my wolf, and I will skin you alive.Now give him back!”He behaves worse than a toddler throwing a tantrum, though I look down at Hunter and wonder how long he can go without Zeke’s blood.Shelley left that part out, so I will have to verify if what he claims is true.
Zeke’s eyes flicker black, and he takes a step toward me.Hunter snarls, dropping his head low.
“Leave her brother.With any luck, Hunter will eat her while she sleeps like he did your last girlfriend.”
“She was not my girlfriend!”Zeke snarls, seemingly offended as he spins to face his brother.
Lyon chuckles.“Whatever you say, come.Regan has a plan on what to do about her,” Lyon says, walking off.Zeke glances at me, a sneer pulling at his lips before he turns on his heel, stalking off after his brother.When he is gone, I let out a breath of relief and look down at Hunter.
“Your master is a prick.”Hunter wags his tail excitedly, and I tap my leg.He follows me to the door while I try to figure out where this dining hall is.
I should have paid more attention to my surroundings when Shelley walked me to my room.I have been stumbling around lost for the past ten minutes when Hunter grabs my skirt with his teeth, trying to tug me in the opposite direction.Seconds later, I figure out why when I hear the angry voices of the kings.Looking around, I try to find an exit, not feeling like having another run-in with them.
Zeke has put me in a sour mood, but more than that, Lyon’s words earlier told me they plan to get rid of me, which is precisely what I want to do—rid myself of them.I just need to bide my time.Shelley said the king has to leave soon, and I can hold out until then unless one of them kills me first.Hunter tugs on my dress, and I move, letting the wolf lead me.
“Dining hall?”I ask him, and he looks up at me with his demonic red eyes before tugging my skirt in his giant mouth toward a set of stairs that I just walked past.Though, this set was not at all what I remembered walking up earlier.The pictures on the wall are different.The voices behind me grow louder, and I quickly race down the stairs with Hunter at my heel.
Halfway down, I spot Shelley, looking just as lost as me.She stands with her hands on her hips, looking up the corridors with pinched brows.She has changed from her wet clothes, and her long blonde hair is pulled into a tight bun.Her green maid’stunic fits her snugly as she waves to one of the other maids, getting their attention.“Have you seen—”
Hearing me come down the steps, she turns and lets out a loud sigh.Her facial features softening.“There you are!I have been looking for you everywhere.”
“Did Zeke—” Her words are cut off by a thunderous growl from behind us.Looking over my shoulder, I see the three kings coming down the steps.
