Prey Of The Lycan Queen Chapter 7
~Zeke~
My very essence called out to my mate. All along, the woman we’d been fighting turned out to be the
one we were searching for without even realizing it. Now, I am left deste, empty. Stripped bare of
everything, my wolf is gone; Zirah hates me, and for good reason. My entire life has fallen in tatters
around me, and all because I destroyed the one woman I was supposed to love.
“We still have the maze trials…” Lyon trails off, and my eyes move to him, where he is nursing the rum
bottle in the crook of his arm. “She will not y a game now, Lyon. Not when she is the prize,” I tell
him, climbing off the chaise and wandering over to him. I steal the bottle from his arm, taking a sip from
it, then another and another until my throat is raw and burning, just like the blood boiling in my veins.
“Regan will convince her,” Lyon states, and I can hear the hint of animosity in his tone. He’s jealous.
We both are. We can feel he is with her, feel the blood tie we share with him change. It’s weakened.
But the fact it remains at all is proof she hasn’t broken the cursepletely on him. If she had, he
wouldn’t be tethered to us anymore, only her, and we’d be dead. So she hasn’t let him mark her, but it
exins why her blood when we tried to mark her, was like poison to us.
I fall back onto my chaise in the billiard room, and Lyon wanders over to the bar to fetch another bottle.
He sways on his feet when I hear footsteps drawing nearer. Lyon looks in the door''s direction, and for a
split second, I hold out hope that it is her. Instead, I am greeted with the look of my bewildered father as
he stumbles into the room. A one-track mind. It is almost as if he doesn’t see us in the room as he
moves toward the bar. Followed secondster by Mchi and James. I smirk, spotting James
wandering into the room while looking bored and fed up.
“That is thest thing you need, you old fart,” he growls, snatching the bottle from my father’s hand.
Mchi rolls his eyes, falling onto the chaise beside me; I hold the bottle out to him while I watch Uncle
James fight with my father over a liquor bottle. Mchi takes the rum from me, downing half the bottle
in three huge gulps. He offers it back to me, and I hold it up. “I guess I’ll get another then.” I pass it
back to him and Lyon reaches above his head at the bar, chucking me a fresh bottle and saving me
from having to get up while my father and uncle continue to squabble.
“Well, what do you suggest, James? I watch the fucking walls waiting for my death, the fucking grim
reaper!” my father snarls, snatching the bottle from him. My uncle chucks his arms up in the air in
frustration. “You are too stubborn for your own good, Theo!” Not even Mchi gets away with calling
him that; that was my mother’s nickname for him.
Yet, turning my head, I find Mchi staring absentmindedly at the bottle clutched between his hands. I
nce at Lyon, who dips his head at Mchi in a silent message, asking what is wrong with him. I
shrug, unsure myself.
Turning my attention to Mchi, I nudge him, and he startles. “These two already have you wanting to
neck yourself,” I chuckle.
“No, I just can’t get over Shelley’s betrayal,”
“The witch/nanny from hell?” I ask.
Mchi sits back heavily. “He takes everything from me,” he grumbles, tipping the bottle to his lips as
he res at my father, I too nce at him.
“Pretty sure Zirah killed her,” I remind him.
“No, he did. Taking your mother from me wasn’t enough. He had to take her too.”
“Oh, will you stop with your fucking pity party? She yed us both!” My father snarls at him, Mchi
immediately blows up, jumping to his feet.
“You told me you were finished with her!”
“I was! I haven’t touched her since….” My father trails off, his eyes going to me and Lyon briefly. Uncle
James immediately moves to get between them as they go toe to toe. Lyon sighs, wandering over and
stealing Mchi’s spot on the couch.
“Who’s your money on?” I ask.
“Mchi looks pretty pissed off. I reckon he’ll kick his ass. I haven’t seen him this mad before,” Lyon
says. “You?”
“James, he’s held his tongue too long. I bet it''s fucking sharp,” I chuckle, sitting back in the chair to
watch the show.
My father is shoved into the billiard table, the huge table skidding across the ground from the force.
“You’re exactly like him, you fucking cretin!” Mchi bellows at him.
“You darepare me to that vermin!” my father sneers, and Mchi scoffs.
“Well, you have to stick your dick in everything that goes past, Theron! Just like he did, god knows how
many illegitimate kids you’ve got out there,” Mchi retorts. My father shakes his head.
“You took Electra from me, and the moment you saw her take an interest in me, you had Father set up
the agreement, and stole her from me.”
“She was my fucking mate!” my father yells back.
“And you cheated on her, too, with another woman I loved!” Mchi yells back.
“Hmm, this is getting interesting. Wonder what secrets get spilled tonight?” Lyon chuckles.
“I did no such thing. Your precious Shelley was amon whore. I did what any other man would do
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when presented with pussy. I fucked it!” my father snarls, and Mchi ps him. I snicker, only to
cringe when my father tackles Mchi. The billiard table is smashed in the process when my father
body-ms him, only tond on top of him. Uncle James only just moves out of the way in time before
they be a ball of rolling brothers. My father sits up, clutching his back and groaning like a true old
man. Clearly, that hurt more than he anticipated.
“You fucked her because you knew I wanted her,” Mchi snarls as my father moves to get up,
grabbing hold of the hand James offers him. Before he is on his feet, Mchi kicks my father in the
stomach, sending him flying into the wall.