Page 72 of The Unwanted Mate of the Lycan Kings
“No, it’s fine.We weren’t doing anything,” Regan retorts, moving to take the paperwork out of his hand.However, Lyon pulls the paperwork out of his reach at the last second and steps closer until they are chest-to-chest.
“Gnash won’t let you hurt her,” Lyon tells him.
“If you’re so confident, you let her touch you then,” Regan snarls, and Lyon shrugs.
“Fine by me,” Lyon slams the paperwork against Regan’s chest, forcing him to take it.“I trust our wolves more than I trust myself, and for some reason, they want her almost as much as you want her.”
Regan growls, but he doesn’t deny or confirm what he said is true.
“Gnash won’t let me hurt her, Regan, so he won’t let you.” Lyon shoves past him, taking off his shirt.Regan watches him with pure menace in his dark eyes.
“Where do you want me?”Lyon asks.
“Lyon!”Regan snarls at him, and Lyon smirks and sends me a wink.
“Yes, brother, is there an issue?”Lyon asks, smiling tauntingly.Regan clenches his teeth until his jaw muscles tic.
“Get out!”Regan growls at him.
“Then help her out.Surely, you don’t want Zeke to be her first hand job.”Lyon snickers, and I feel my nerves and nausea kick back up again.
“Out!”Regan bellows.
Lyon sends me a crooked smile.“You’re welcome,” he says, giving me a bow.
I chuckle and shake my head.“For the record, I am not givinganyone a hand job.”My face heats and I avert my eyes.
“Oh, so you just expected to touch him and give him blue balls, as if they aren’t blue enough with his new vow of celibacy?”Lyon mocks.
“My balls aren’t fucking blue,” Regan snaps behind him.
“Blue balls?”I ask him.Though now it makes me a little curious.
“Yep, so blue, the circulation looks cut off,” Lyon taunts Regan.Yet seeing him with just Regan, I can tell his personality is vastly different from what I have encountered when he’s around Zeke.He’s more playful and less threatening.
“Don’t you have somewhere to be?”Regan asks him.
“Depends.Am I needed here?”Lyon asks him before looking at me.
“Do you need a model to feel up and play with?I don’t mind being your boy toy, but you won’t be leaving me with blue balls,” he warns.
My lips tug at the offer, but Regan pushes him toward the door.“We’ll manage.Why do you make shit awkward?”Regan grumbles.
“I don’t make shit awkward.Who the hell turns down being touched by a woman?What’s wrong with you?”Lyon asks, looking offended.
Regan growls and points to the balcony door, and Lyon hurries out, laughing.“Bye, Zirah,” he calls out, then disappears.Now that he is gone, Regan sighs and turns back to me.He folds his arms across his chest, a worried expression on his face, so I don’t push him.Instead, I swallow down the worry, waiting for him to speak.He moves closer to the bed, casting his gaze on his wolf.
“If I lose control, you can’t run from me!I will mark you.You do not want me hunting you.”
“But if you lose control, won’t you mark me, anyway?”I ask.
He bites his lip, casting a nervous glance at Gnash.“I don’t recognize anyone but my brothers and wolf when I lose control.So just stay still and call for Gnash!”
I nod my head.“Zirah!”he growls.
“Stay still and call for Gnash!”I tell him, and he sucks in abreath before exhaling loudly.
“Where do you want me, then?”he sighs.
