Unwanted Mate Of The Lycan Kings (by jessica hall) novel Chapter 102

~Zirah~

I jolt awake to Zeke’s familiar drawl echoing through the room, “Morning, lovebirds!” The sight of him standing at the foot of the bed, a sly smirk playing on his lips, takes me by surprise, a tray loaded with breakfast balanced on one hand. The aroma of bacon wafts through the air, making my stomach grumble.

He sets the tray on the bed between Lyon and me, and Lyon sits up. The bacon sizzles, crisp and brown, a vision of culinary delight. Slices of buttered bread, glossy strawberries, and piping hot eggs complement the generous helping of bacon.

"Where did you find bacon, Zeke? You didn't kill Gladys’ pigs again, did you?" Lyon's voice is rough, irritation seeping into his words.

Zeke merely shrugs, a nonchalant grin plastered on his face. "Of course not; I picked it up on the way here. Dropped some down at the markets too."

He moves on to play with his pet wolf, Hunter. The large animal jumps on him, his tail wagging wildly. I can't help but chuckle at their playful exchange.

"You're here early," Lyon says, breaking the silence. His words catch my attention. He's right. It's not even dawn, and Zeke is here, cooked breakfast in tow.

"Well, I wanted to pick her up early. It's a bit of a drive," Zeke explains, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

My heart clenches at his words. It's time to leave Lyon. The thought fills me with a strange sense of sadness, one that I quickly shake off. Before I can voice my thoughts, Zeke’s gaze wanders over to me. His smirking eyes linger a little too long before he says, "It's a bit nipply today." my brows furrow when his eyes drop lower.

It takes me a moment to register his words. Looking down, I realize my breasts are exposed. I quickly pull the sheet up, my embarrassment coloring my cheeks.

"I've already seen them, in fact, I've had them in my mouth. A bit late for modesty, love," Zeke taunts. His words send a fresh wave of embarrassment coursing through me. I glare at him, my cheeks aflame. Lyon moves the tray, so it sits across both of our laps.

"Ignore him, eat," Lyon tells me. As we eat, my mind races with unanswered questions.

Zeke’s comment about a long drive and the need to hit the road gnaws at me. I can’t help but ask, "Did Regan not come with you?"

Zeke shrugs, looking slightly uncomfortable. “No, he has a meeting with the vampire king. Trying to sort out this mess between kingdoms and buying you time to get to know us, before the inevitable war," he explains nonchalantly.

I'm taken aback by his words. I hoped Regan would also come, I was hoping to go to his kingdom next. But why do I get the feeling Regan is avoiding me?

"So he'll meet me at your kingdom?"

"Depends on how long it takes to handle things with the Vampire king," I don’t believe him. I know he's lying, the slight twitch in his eyes gives him away. His response feels rehearsed, and practiced. I can't shake the feeling that they’re hiding something from me.

"Now get dressed. I want to hit the road soon. Are you coming, Lyon?" Zeke asks his brother.

Lyon shakes his head, regret lining his features. "I need to fix a few things here. I also need to figure out what to do about my people. I'm not sure many would want to leave here when it comes time."