Page 46 of Secretly Mated To My Monster Alien Boss
Rexan’s narrowed eyes widened with shock. “She doesn’t? Then why did she come here?”
“To prove a point. That we aren’t fated mates. Never were, never will be.”
Deryg’s anger had blinded him to the point where he pushed against Rexan’s neck with more force than he needed to. He only realized it when his brother began to couch. Deryg loosened his grip.Slightly.
“Listen to me,” Deryg growled. “I don’t care what you have to tell the elders, it’s your problem. I will deal with you once we find Kiara and free the building. Until then, I am in command and you listen to every order I give. Do you understand?”
Rexan remained quiet.
“Do you understand?” Deryg repeated, not moving an inch.
Finally, his brother nodded. He seemed pained to do it.
“Good.” Deryg stepped back, releasing him.
Rexan wobbled before he found his footing. He might’ve been a force during negotiations and he was a fine warrior in his own right, but Rexan had been raised to be a leader through his wit. Deryg had honed all the anger and anguish from his childhood on the Academy’s training field. He hadn’t yet met a Deruzian who could best him and Rexan wouldn’t be the first.
It was time his brother understood that.
He turned and began walking again, not waiting for Rexan; but he felt his brother’s shadow behind him.
“Finally,” Rexan said.
“What?” Deryg grunted.
“You’ve become who I’ve always wanted you to be. A true leader.”
“Don’t,” Deryg growled. “I don’t need your approval.”
“It’s more than that. It’s esteem,” Rexan said. “Brother, I only wanted what was best–”
“What you thought was best.”
“–and Leyra is the perfect companion. She is intelligent, beautiful, funny–”
“Then why didn’t you seal your fate to hers?”
Rexan remained silent. “My life is too difficult for anyone else to share the burden with.”
“Not that I want to give you advice right now, since I’m debating whether to disembowel you or not,” Deryg said. “But sharing the burden makes it easier.”
“I can’t take the risk of subjecting Leyra to that.”
“You’re insane,” Deryg said. “And in love with Leyra, by the way.”
Rexan blistered. “I am not.”
“Hmm…so you didn’t know. Glad to be of service, brother.”
Rexan picked up his pace, falling in line with him as they advanced toward the next set of stairs. “I am not in–”
“Quiet,” Deryg hissed, stopping.
There. It was muffled, but he heard it.
Stomping.
Screaming.
