Chapter 43: Chapter 43

He takes his seat behind the huge wooden desk and opens up another device. Turning back to the room, I find Zeke and Lyon both watching me.

“Don’t be scared, Human. I can be nice! It’s a struggle, but for my dear brother, I can endure your presence without killing you,” Zeke taunts, yet his words set me more on edge. I move to the stool near the bookshelves in the far corner of the room and away from them.

I have just sat down when I hear the door push open to the balcony and Shadow rushes inside; he sniffs the air, head turning in each direction when he spots me sitting on the stool with Gnash at my feet. His tail wags excitedly and he bounds into the room. A smile splits onto my face, seeing his excitement, and I pat my leg for him to come to me.

“Shadow, here now.” Lyon snaps at his wolf and Shadow pauses mid-step. The wolf whines, glancing between me and his master before his shoulders drop.

“Well, what did you expect out of escaping and hiding from him in her room, Shadow?” Zeke scolds Lyon’s wolf. My brows furrow and my eyes go to Lyon to see if he would tell him he let me have Shadow for the night, but he says nothing, only growls when Shadow doesn’t immediately go to him.

“It’s okay, Shadow, go to Lyon,” I tell him, not wanting him to get in trouble for coming to me and ignoring his master, which I could tell he was about to do.

“Really Lyon, you need to learn to control him better.”

“What should I control him the same as you by putting a spiked choker on him?” Lyon snaps and my eyes go to Hunter. I swallow, only now noticing the spikes inside the collar. Now it is loose since the leash is slack.

“Well, you don’t see Hunter playing up now, do you?” Zeke retorts and Lyon shakes his head.

For the entire movie, Regan ignores me and doesn't come out of his office. Instead, he leaves me to be watched by his brothers. Until he receives a call that has even his brothers casting glances at his office from his yelling. Noticing us looking in, he slams the door shut.

My ass hurts from sitting on the stool. I am bored out of my mind when the door opens and the maid from earlier rushes in with a trolley with trays of food. She busily sets one on the table for Zeke and takes the other off when she notices me. She looks between Lyon and me when Zeke speaks.

“She can only eat whatever Regan orders for her, it’s Lyon’s.” She chews her lip, pausing before she speaks.

“But my King, Regan, rarely eats lunch. I only brought up a wolfsbane shake. He didn’t order anything?”

“Well, then I guess you better get another wolfsbane shake for her then,” he tells her. Isn’t wolfsbane poisonous to Lycans? It seems like an odd thing to drink; to order a poison for lunch?

“But my King, she needs to eat?”

“That is not up to me. Maybe ask Regan what he wants to feed her?” Zeke says, turning his attention back to the TV. She gives the tray to Lyon and moves back to the tray yet her aura told me she wasn’t looking forward to going into Regan’s office, it changes and flickers around her, and fear flickers through it, anxiety making her steps falter, watching her she hesitates in the doorway, and I would too, he’s done nothing but yell at people on the phone the entire time she has been in the room. I watch her shoulders drop as she hesitantly knocks. The sound is barely audible from where I sit. She is greeted with a growl and the door is ripped open.

“What?” He yells at the girl, who jumps, her hands shaking as she offers the shake to him. He snatches it and before she even has a chance to speak, he slams the door in her face. Zeke laughs and returns to his lunch while Lyon hasn’t even touched his food; he just stares off at the TV, his hand patting Shadow.

The girl then turns, her blue eyes moving to me. Her lips part and she looks at Lyon, but he isn’t looking at her before her eyes move to Zeke. “Maybe I can–” I hold up a hand to grab her attention and shake my head.

“It’s fine… I’m not hungry.” I lie and she glances nervously at the two Kings.

“Give her a wolfsbane shake. I’m sure she’ll love it.” Zeke mocks. I glare at him and she stands there, looking unsure of what to do. I don’t blame her because werewolves and Lycans aren’t the only species that have horrid adverse reactions to wolfsbane/monkshood. It is poisonous to humans too. But being human, I don’t have supernatural healing abilities as they do, yes Wolfsbane can kill them, but it would take copious amounts to do so. So drinking it could very well kill me, too.

“Truly, I’m fine,” I tell her and she nods, looking relieved I would not ask her to risk her life by knocking on Regan’s office door again. She brushes her blonde hair behind her ears and moves toward her tray, her blue eyes glancing at the tray.

“I have water?” she offers, grabbing the small bottle. I smile and move to take it and thank her when Zeke speaks out.

“Did Regan approve it?” Zeke asks, looking at me, and I press my lips in a line.

“My King, it is my personal bottle. She can have it.” The girl states.

“Did Regan approve it?” He says slowly, emphasizing each word. The girl gulps when he turns his threatening gaze on her.

“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.” I tell her, giving her a smile, not wanting to get her in trouble.

“But—” Zeke growls and moves to get off the lounge.

“Are you fucking deaf?” He booms and she flinches. My eyes widen when he stalks toward her and I rush to my feet, getting between her and him.

“She’s leaving, Zeke. Lay off her. She’s just doing her damn job!” I snap at him. His eyes flash in his anger and I notice Lyon stand up out of the corner of my eye.

“Amy, can you tell the kitchen that dinner will be early tonight, preferably six?” Lyon tells her while Zeke glares at her behind me.

“Yes, my King,” she whispers, grabbing her trolley. I turn to look at her, then quickly move to open the door for her and she rushes out. When I move to close the door, she stops turning to look at me before mouthing. “Thank you.” I nod to her, feeling terrible she got in trouble because of me, and I hope Zeke doesn’t seek her out later.

Shutting the door, Zeke grabs me. He slams my back against the door and my head hits the frame with a thud. Instantly, all three of their wolves get to their feet, growling and snarling. Gnash stalks towards him, teeth bared and eyes trained on him. Lyon has Shadow by the scruff of his neck.

“You ever get in my fucking way again and you’ll beg for me to fucking kill you. Are we clear?” He threatens. I suddenly wish I could manipulate fire so I could incinerate his ass. Never in my life have I felt hatred more than I do for this man.

“Are we clear?” Zeke yells in my face and Gnash barks at him in a warning.

“Yes!” I snap at him and he shoves off me, returning to his chair. Zeke falls into his chair and Gnash rushes over while I try to calm my racing heart. Looking at Lyon, he sits back down as if nothing happened.

Gnash grabs my dress, leading me back to the stool, but I decide I can’t sit there any longer and I’m sure my tailbone is already bruised. So, I move to the cushioned area by the far window and lay down amongst the cushions with Gnash.

Ignoring the Kings, I rest my head once Gnash settles and finally closes his eyes; I close mine, letting myself doze off. However, when I wake it is to someone cursing. My eyes open instantly to find it is now dark and Gnash yawns beside me. Zeke and Lyon are both gone and Regan looks very out of it, lost even when I sit up to see him stumbling out of his office, staggering before he shakes his head like he too has only just woken up.

Getting up, he clutches his head and I move toward him, knowing it must be dinner time, however the moment I come back up behind him; a threatening growl leaves him and he spins around. His long fingers wrap around my throat, cutting off the gasp that tried to escape my lips, and I’m slammed against the door. My feet dangle in the air when I’m brought face to face with the Lycan King.