Chapter 47
Zeke only has on some blue and white id nnel pants, his chest is bare when I notice he too has
simr markings to Regan. Regan’s tattoos are of various symbols that I now recognize represent his
betrayal of Litha; a Lycan head with a Kings crown up in mes is etched across his chest and down
his back is a faceless woman burning. I know the tattoos were used to try to cover the runes that glow
beneath in reverse, however nothing was removing the taint on them that Litha branded into their flesh.
Zeke’s tattoos cover his arms and bleeding into his shoulders, now I can see them. I try to figure out
what his tattoos represent. Up one arm are multiple skulls that go from his wrist to his shoulder. Woven
around them are rose vines reminding me of the ones in the maze along with snakes, they weave in
out of the skulls before the biggest snake head rests atop thest skull, mouth open wide with
ckened eyes, inside the snake''s mouth is an apple. However, just like Regan''s tattoos, the picture
etched into his skin burns in mes and reversed runes.
Seeing him, it makes me wonder if Lyon has tattoos to represent how he is cursed. But what I want to
know is how Zeke betrayed Litha. Wasn’t he dying and she saved him, so why does he share the same
reversed runes?
“If you’re done gawking at me, Love. I havee to ensure you’re sticking to the rules!” Zeke says
stepping closer.
“I’m already done!” I tell him, trying to push past him, but Zeke blocks my way pressing me back
against the sink basin. He grips the back of my neck forcing me to crane my neck back. I grit my teeth
and Regan growls behind him.
“Zeke! Let her go!” Regan snarls behind him.
“I came to see proof!” Zekeughs and I clench my teeth.
“She’s already finished; you missed the show!” Regan tells him. “Now get out of my room!”
Zeke nces at him over his shoulder before letting my neck go and grabbing my hands, finding them
both wet. He presses them to his bare chest, running them down to abs and I swallow whole. He
smirks deviously, his eyes flickering. He growls, pressing closer so I can feel his entire body press
against mine, my hand awkwardly bent as he still grips them when he smiles. Leaning back I try to
escape him but he just leans forward, leaving me nowhere to go.
“I can’t wait to see the look on your face when you have your hands wrapped around my cock!” He
he forces his knees between my legs pinning to the sink basin.
Using his other hand he traces his thumb across my lips and I try to press my lips together however
Zeke pinches my cheeks harder and forces two fingers into my mouth until I gag and retch when they
hit the back of my throat.
“Hmm, I think I would prefer the sound of you gagging around my cock!” he growls next to my ear while
I try to shove him away.
“Fuck’s sake Zeke get off her!” Regan snarls and hits the wall. I hear him stand, the sound of water
sshing the floor. Zeke thenughs, and Regan snatches a towel growling at him and Zeke quickly
lets me go and saunters out of the bathroom. I re at his back and watch him walk out the bedroom
door then rush over to lock it. Hearing a whimper, I spot Gnash at my feet, watching me.
“He won’te back, and he knows better than to break my door down.” King Regan states,ing
out with just a towel wrapped around his waist. I avert my gaze, moving toward the couch, hoping he
doesn’t immediately want to go to bed. Just a few minutes more before I have to lie next to one
monster that will be responsible for my death if I can’t escape tomorrow night.
Luck is not on my side when I see Regane out of his closet with just his boxer shorts on.
“Want to go back to your room to get changed and shower?” He asks, and I peer over at him.All content is property ? N?velDrama.Org.
“You can take Gnash or I cane with you?”
“Gnash is fine,” I answer, and he nods. Getting up, I rush back to my room with Gnash and find some
winter pajamas. They’re checkered and made of nnel, and not see-through! Showering quickly, I step
out of the shower and get dressed. After stalling as long as possible and moving at a snail’s pace, I
reluctantly leave the room. Stepping into the corridor, Zeke is leaning against the wall.
“I was wondering if you woulde out. Though I am a little upset you did, I was looking forward to
dragging you out and punishing you.” Ignoring him, I shove past him, only for him to fling me into the
wall and cage me against it. Gnash snaps at him and Zeke holds his hands up, taking a step back.
“I can’t wait until you’re in my bed, the fun we’ll have!” He taunts, and my stomach sinks at the thought.
“There is plenty I can use you for that’s above the waist. Oh, and we still have bath time, I can’t wait to
watch your face when I make you jerk me off and lick me clean.”
“Zirah?” Regan calls out, and I peer over at him.
I rush back to his room, fighting back tears, knowing Zeke would ruin me tomorrow. Why didn’t Shelley
make it tonight? Now I would have to suffer an entire night with that monster tomorrow until he falls
asleep!
Gnash follows me to the bed, jumping up on it andying at the foot when Regan locks the door and
moves toward the couch. “You can have the bed, just don’t freak out when I climb in the bed in the
morning to make sure you’re covered in my scent,” he says,ying down on the couch. He uses the
remote to shut off the lights, sending the entire room into darkness except for the fire that is now
burning.
I watch the flickering of the mes on the walls, trying to sleep yet finding I can’t, my mind now on
overdrive, knowing in a few scant hours I will be stuck with Zeke.
Tossing and turning Gnash whines and I pat the spot beside me, wishing I could keep him with me
tomorrow. “Come on, boy?” I whisper to him. He stands, and shakes out his fur, but instead ofing
closer, he jumps off the bed, rushing for the balcony door. He slips through the blowing curtains, and I
tiptoe quietly over to peer out to see what he is doing.
When I notice it is not a balcony at all, but stairs. “Gnash?” I whisper.
“He’s gone to pee. He’ll return.” Regan speaks, making me jump. I turn around to find his eyes glowing
back at me in the darkness of the room. He sits up, flicking amp on before snatching his watch off
the table, and he groans.
“Why are you awake? It is two in the damn morning!”
“Sorry, if I am not excited about being molested by your damn brother tomorrow, well now I suppose it’s
today!”
“He won’t rape you! He can’t or he gives up his kingdom, he’ll make sure he has permission first.” Like
that will stop him. He ns on killing me before his father can ever find out. Turning back to the
balcony/ not balcony, I see Gnash run off into the surrounding forest. I step out the doors when Regan
grabs my arm.
“Where are you going?”
“To get Gnash.” I point, and he looks out at the maze and the forest behind it.
“He’s hunting,” Regan says, tugging me back into the room. He shoves me toward the bed. But instead
of going back to the couch, he follows.
“I can take the couch?” I turn to move toward it when he grabs my arms, shoving me back toward the
bed. “You need my scent on you, and I need yours. I have left you be all night, but I am not losing my
kingdom because you’re too much of a prude to lie in a bed with me!” He snaps and I chew my lip,
ncing at the bed when he grabs me. A gasp leaves my lips when he tosses me onto the bed. I try to
mber off when he climbs into the bed and wraps his arm around me, tugging me back against him.
“Regan!”
“Get over it. I won’t lose my kingdom. He’ll be able to tell by how strong our scents are if we slept
together or not! Now just stay still and try not to move!”
Iy frozen, tucked against him. Every line of his body can be felt and after ten minutes, I am sweating
like a pig. I kick the nket off and try to move his heavy arm when he growls.
“What did I fucking say?” He snarls.
“You’re making me sweat. Why are you so damn hot?” I snap at him. He huffs, letting me rearrange
and move away from him. Iy on my back only to be jerked back to him and I am crushed against his
chest.