Unwanted Mate Of The Lycan Kings (by jessica hall) novel Chapter 49

Fear slivers up my spine and threatens to strangle me. How in a few short days my entire life has crashed and burned, and now I’m left with the rubble of desolation.

“Do you think he will?” I ask him and he shrugs.

“Depends. It’s hard to say with Zeke. He’s unpredictable. Zeke will probably make you suck him off, or maybe wank him when you have to bathe him.” He says, like it is no big deal and completely normal to speak of someone’s torture. Bile rises in my throat and a sliver of hope fills me when an idea occurs to me and I roll to face him.

“Can I keep Gnash for the night?” I ask him.

“Definitely not!” he says quickly, and I press my lips in a line to stop them from quivering because he shut me down and squashed that hope so quickly without even considering it.

Getting up, I move toward the bathroom. “What are you doing?”

“Showering. I’m fucking doomed either way. I rather he kills me this morning than rape me tonight!”

“No, I am not losing my fucking throne because of you!” Regan snarls, sitting up quickly.

“Fuck your throne! I have nothing to lose, right? So why the fuck should I worry about what you do?” I ask him. Disgusted with how he can so casually speak of his brother raping and killing me.

“I offered to drug him for you.” he snarls.

“Give me Gnash!”

“No!” I throw my arms up in the air, turning on my heel, feeling done with this conversation because I will not get anywhere with any of these men. King Theron is a fool if he thinks there is even a sliver of humanity left in any of them. Gripping the door handle, I shove open the door.

“If I give you Gnash, he’ll hurt him. I know my brother! You think I want him to hurt you?” I stop, turning back to look at him.

“Well, duh, you’re okay with him raping me!” 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, so you’re just as bad as him!”

“I am nothing like him!” he screams at me.

“So it would be different if you raped me?” I scoff, shaking my head.

“I wouldn’t intentionally hurt you!” I blink at his logic, intentionally hurt me, he does realize raping someone would do more than hurt them, right?

“Same monster, different logic and excuses for such behavior!” I spit at him.

“You fucking challenged me!” I blink at him, trying to understand what he is even thinking or how that would even make sense.