Chapter 36


    Last night was freezing, I couldn’t get the fire going, and the only warmth offered was by Shadow lying


    on my feet. It was so cold that my bones ached, and I could not seem to get warm. I woke up multiple


    times, my heart mming in my chest and my throat tight at the memory of my nightmares. I was


    gued with nightmares of the night my grandmother died, only now I have three new people to star in


    it, making it so much worse.


    The sound of my doorhandle rattling makes my consciousness slowly return; I blink, my eyes blurry


    from sleep, but I can tell it is still early; everything is cast in that moment before the sunes up. A


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    sleepy shadow that I wish I could let pull me back into sleep, only this time, I didn’t want those dreams


    to be full of nightmares.


    Rubbing my eyes, I sit up, looking around the room. The sun isn’t burning my retinas from my eyes yet,


    so I know I don’t need to be up. So why am I awake?


    When I hear no other noise, I snuggle under the heavy, warm nkets, convinced I imagined the noise.


    I stretch out my legs, feeling for Shadow, who is asleep at my feet. Instead, I find the end of the bed


    cold when I hear a clicking noise and paws on the floor.


    “Come here, Shadow, and warm my feet,” I mumble, still half asleep. The next second, the mattress is


    upturned. A shriek leaves my lips, and I am dumped on the floor with a hard thud that leaves me


    rattled.


    “Morning!” Chirps Zeke as I groan, getting to my hands and knees to see the key Shelley ced under


    the mattress is now on the floor. My eyes linger on the bronze key for a second and then dart to Zeke,


    who is wearing his signature smirk. I quickly get to my feet, and the first thing I notice is that the door is


    shut.


    My eyes instantly look for Shadow, but he is nowhere to be seen, making me even more vulnerable to


    this prick.


    “Miss me?” Zekeughs, and my eyes move to him on the other side of the bed. Zeke’s eyes sh


    ck, and he smiles sadistically, his eyes roaming over me with a hunger that I don’t like. A shiver


    travels up my spine, and I smooth my hands over the front of my shirt. Almost as if that action will hide


    me away from him. Zeke noticing my difort, chuckles.


    “Do you always look this tempting when you first wake up?” he purrs, and I watch him warily, taking him


    in. His chest is bare, hair dishelleved like he himself only just awoke to, bronze skin ripples as he


    moves, and if he wasn’t such a prick he would be nice to look at with dark thick hair, longshes


    framing equally dark eyes. They flicker to their normal color and his full lips tug in the corners.


    “What do you want, Zeke?” I snap at him, it’s much too early for this, and I wasn’t rested enough to


    deal with him. I don’t think anyone is ever rested enough to deal with him, this man has the ability to


    suck the damn energy and will live out of anybody he crosses.


    “I want many things, human. One of them you’re going to give me now!” he says, moving to the end of


    the bed. I take a step back, my hip bumping into the bedside drawer hard enough that I know it will


    leave a bruise.


    “Get out! I’m supposed to spend today with Regan, not with you! You have no reason to be in here!” I


    tell him.


    “We have plenty of time; he can have you once I’m done with you,” Zeke mocks, and his canines slip


    out past his teeth, he then stalks around the bed. My eyes widen, and I find myself backed into a


    corner.


    My heart skips a beat, and he growls, reaching for me, but I jump onto the bed, rushing to the other


    side. It is far too early for his petty games. He chuckles, moving to the other side, and I stop in the


    middle of the bed, snatching up the first thing my handsnd on, which has to be the most useless


    weapon in the world; a damn pillow.


    This makes Zekeugh harder as I brandish it like a weapon while ncing around, if only I had nts


    in here or the window was open. Maybe then I could at least have something more useful than this


    pillow. Yet Manipting duck feathers was never taught to me!


    “What are you going to do with that?” Zeke mocks and his eyes sh sinisterly.


    My heart races in my chest, and the adrenaline pumping through my veins has my mind working in


    overdrive as I try to figure out why he is in my room and where Shadow has gone.


    I worry that maybe he has done something to hurt Shadow, but I have little time to spare much thought


    to that as hees closer.


    My eyes dart around the room frantically, looking for something a little sturdier to beat him with if


    needed when he lunges at me. I jump back, and his hands narrowly miss me.


    “Now don’t be like that, Love. How about instead of me making you bite the pillow, I let you use it…. I


    wouldn’t want your knees to ache when you’re on them with your pouty lips wrapped around my cock.”


    his eyes flicker, and I can see the monster he truly is peeking out at me. He’s nothing but a beast that


    wants nothing more than to make me hurt for his own sick pleasure and entertainment.


    “You bring that thing anywhere near my mouth, and I will fucking bite it off!” I retort.


    “Looks like you’re biting the pillow, then!” Zeke snarls. “Don’t worry, it will only hurt a little.” He reaches


    for me, and I move to the edge, nearly falling backward, and I only just regain my bnce before falling


    off.


    Zeke chuckles, walking around the end of the bed.


    “You can’t, you can’t fuck me; it’s against the rules!” I snap at him, moving closer to the opposite side,


    trying to put as much distance between the two of us that I can.


    “And who will stop me? My father? He’s not here, human. Just like you won’t be when he returns, so I


    can do whatever I want with you or to you! Dear old daddy doesn’t need to know, it will be our little


    secret.One you’ll take to your grave,” He taunts me, and my heart palpitates in my chest. Panic wells in


    my stomach, and my throat grows tight.


    “Shadow!” I scream out, praying he is close by.


    “Come here, boy!” I yell out for the wolf but don’t hear or see him. I’m not even supposed to be with him


    today!


    “Shadow is a little preupied. Lyon called him to have his breakfast, so how about I feed you yours!”


    Zeke taunts before reaching for me.


    I grit my teeth, swinging the pillow as hard as I can at the exact moment. The pillow smacks him


    straight under the chin and across his face. He groans, his head whipping backward as he stumbles


    back, not expecting the force, and quite frankly, neither was I. But I don’t hesitate and waste time by


    gaping at him. No, I jump off the bed and run for the door.