Unwanted Mate Of The Lycan Kings
Prey Of The Lycan Queen Chapter 5

~Zirah~

He drops it to the ground, and I grit my teeth. No matter what, I can't seem to escape them

He reaches for the shower door, but I grab it, holding it closed. He raises an eyebrow at me, andafter a moment of hesitation, I let the door go.

"What kind of guard wolves are you if you let your master in?" I scold Gnash, who whines inresponse. Regan steps into the shower, and as I move to step around him and out of the shower, hegrabs my arm.

“Stay,” he commands.

"I have nothing to say to you," I reply, my voice cold.

"Fine, then I'll speak for both of us,” Regan says, blocking my path and caging me against the wall."You're treading dangerously, King Regan. Just remember, water is an element I now harness, and sois electricity. Last I checked, they aren't a compatible mix," I snarl at him

“You don't want to hurt me, Zirah. You wouldn't have let me in the shower with you if you did.Gnash would have ripped me to pieces the moment you spotted me if you truly wanted me gone,”he retorts.

I shake my head, unwilling to admit he's right. "I haven't been his master since the moment youwalked into my life,” Regan continues.

"Fine, if that is true, then..." I look at Gnash expectantly. "Gnash, eat him," I tell Gnash, but he whinesloudly and yawns, clearly not taking the command seriously, and lies back down.

"You were saying? They aren't just mine, though they seem to choose me over you lot, but theydon't want to hurt you either,”

"Gnash knows I am no threat to you. He knows I won't hurt you,” Regan insists. I scoff, my angerflaring.

"You've done nothing but hurt me, Regan. Or should I call you Wrath?" He snarls in response, and Ican't help but growl back, surprised by the power that emanates from my voice and aura.

"Seems I'm not the only one who can't control my temper," Regan mocks, but I'm unimpressed byhis words.

Regan steps closer, and my breath hitches as I stare at his muscular chest while he towers over me.He grips my chin, tilting my head up and forcing me to meet his gaze. "But you're forgetting onething, Z," he says, his eyes boring into mine as his hand moves to grip my neck.

"I'm not just Wrath. I'm also Lust.” Without warning, he kisses me hard, and I struggle against him,eventually shoving him away. We both pant heavily, our eyes locked in defiance when he smirks, hiseyes flashing dangerously.

"So which one do you want, Zirah? Which part of me excites you more?" he asks, his voice drippingwith the challenge. Something inside me snaps, and I pounce on him, pressing my lips against his.His arms wrap around my waist, and he grips my thigh, pulling me higher so I can wrap my legsaround his waist.

My anger, confusion, and a lingering sense of betrayal swirl around me, creating a storm within mychest that rivals the one raging outside as I kiss him harder. Despite this, as Regan holds me, I can'thelp but feel an ember of hope that not all trust has been lost, at least not with him.

The heat of our kiss intensifies, and Regan lifts me higher, carrying me out of the shower and backinto my room. He kicks the bathroom door shut with his foot, the sound echoing through the air ashe locks my wolves in the bathroom and tosses me onto the bed. My eyes dart to the bathroomdoor, yet Gnash isn't trying to break it down to get to me, so I turn my gaze back to Regan. Myheart races with a mixture of anticipation and anger as he crawls over me, his eyes dark with desire."Is this what you want, Zirah?" he growls, his voice low and seductive, as his lips ghost over mine, ateasing caress that only fuels the fire burning within me. "Do you want me to take you? Or wouldyou rather fight me for control?"

I hesitate, the storm of emotions inside me is threatening to consume me. However, as I look intoRegan's eyes, I see something unexpected: a challenge. He knows I'm angry, and he's daring me totake it out on him. And maybe, just maybe, I want to.

In response, I push him off me and flip our positions, straddling him as I pin his wrists to the bed."You're right; you don't control me,” I snarl, my voice filled with defiance, "Not anymore.”

A wicked grin spreads across his face, and he bucks his hips, causing me to gasp as his erectionbrushes against my core. "Prove it, little priestess,” he taunts, his voice dripping with lust.

Our eyes lock, and I see the raw desire in his gaze, a need that mirrors my own.

With a growl, I lower myself onto him but hesitate, uncertain of what to do.

As I shift my weight above him, Regan's hands grip my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as hetries to regain control.

“Tick Tock, Z, what's it gonna be?" I growl at him, and his eyes flash back at me in a warning.

He knows I'm a virgin, and now it almost seems like he is mocking me for it. I could burn thiskingdom to fucking ground around us, and yet he mocks me. “Are you scared? Is that it?” he purrs,his hand gripping my throat.

My pulse bumps erratically against his hand before his hand glides down between the valley of mybreasts.

"You think you can handle me, Zirah?" he hisses, his voice strained with desire. "I'm not so easilytamed."

I lean down, my lips brushing against his ear as I whisper, "Neither am 1." I bite down on his earlobe,drawing a gasp from him, and then sink down on him, only to stop as a different sort of burningpain engulfs me, yet I think I prefer the flames of the stake.