Unwanted Mate Of The Lycan Kings (by jessica hall) novel Chapter 51

“Where’s Zeke?” Regan asks. Lyon sighs.

“Asleep still. I just checked him.” Lyon answers with a shrug.

“And how long have you been standing there?” I ask, and he smirks.

“Long enough to hear you arguing over wanting to touch him,” he states, and my face burns.

“So, why are you in my room?” Regan demands, falling back onto the bed.

“Seeing if she survived the night with you, for one, and I found something,” Lyon answers, which makes Regan sit back up.

“Found what?”

“Dad is dying; that is why he has orchestrated all of this! It’s also how I know you just lied to her. His aura affects Zeke and me, but with him dying, I know it doesn’t affect you unless you allow it to.” Lyon motions toward me.

“How?” Regan asks.

“It doesn’t matter, but I think Zeke is the one behind it. Dad started getting sick the week he showed up here.”

Regan climbs out of bed when Lyon steps into the room further.

“No, I have to wake Zeke in an hour. Stay here. We’ll discuss it tonight. Just do whatever you two were going to do!” Lyon says with a devious smile, tugging at his lips.

“No, it’s fine. We weren’t doing anything, anyway.” Regan retorts, moving to take the paperwork out of his hand. However, Lyon pulls the paperwork out of his reach at the last second but steps closer to him so 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 doesn’t deny or claim 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 growls, watching him.

“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 growls, clenching his teeth.

“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 pull a face at what he just said.

“Out!” Regan bellows.

Lyon sends me a crooked smile. “You’re welcome!” he says to me, giving me a bow, and I chuckle and shake my head.

“But for the record, I am not giving anyone a handjob.” I laugh, despite my face heating.

“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.