Tempted By my Evil Lycan Stepbrother novel Chapter 77

Chapter 77: Kneel Between His Knees

Riley’s POV

His fingers dug into my chin hard enough to hurt. I slapped his hand away at once.

“Don’t touch me like that.”

He let me go, but only because he was too angry to stay still.

He turned away, then swung back around, pacing two short steps like a wolf trapped in too small a cage. The dim light from the window cut across his face, sharpening every hard line in it. His eyes were dark and vicious, and I could feel the heat of his filling the whole room.

rage

I was exhausted. My head still throbbed from the party, from the king, from the arranged marriage dropped into my lap like a chain. I did not have the strength for another war tonight.

Too bad Ezra had clearly brought one with him.

“Try thinking about this from my perspective for one second,” I said, fighting to keep my voice steady. “I didn’t have a lot of choice in there.”

He let out a cold laugh. “You think I’m a fucking idiot?”

“Will you let me explain?” My hands clenched at my sides. “He’s the king, Ezra. He can force me to meet that man whether I agree or not. So i did the smart thing-I said yes. Because I needed time to plan for whatever comes next. It’s only temporary.”

He stared at me like he hated every word I said.

“No,” he said finally. “You said yes because this is what people like you do.”

The words hit me so strangely that for a second I didn’t even understand them.

“People like me?”

His smile was ugly and cruel. “Girls like you. Pretty enough to be useful. Ambitious enough to know when to bend over. You’ll marry any rich man who sets his eyes on you if the price is high enough.”

I think my heart actually stopped before it started hammering again.

For one second I could only stare at him.

Then the hurt came.

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After everything. After the game. After the cave. After the sight we had spent together. After the way he had looked at me. the, kissed me like I mattered more than anything else in the world–

This was what he thought of me???!!!

My voice came out thin with disbelisi like I was strangled. “Are you fucking serious?”

He didn’t stop. He carried os. Crueler this time.

“What about Odin?” he asked, stepping: closer “You had a fucking crush on him for years, didn’t you? But that was ever anyväine. Aparently because he isn’t powerful enough for you. And if a rich guy like Sites had made one real move on you tonight, what then? Would you have let him? He comes from a strong tanuly. He’s rich. He has influence. That sounds like

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He cut me off before I could finish, his eyes gleaming icily. “He won’t. Because he knows a guy like him won’t end up with a girl like you. So stop fucking dreaming.”

I froze.

As though somebody had dumped a bucket of ice on me.

I felt angry at the contempt in his words.

But more than that, I felt hurt.

If he thought I wasn’t even good enough for Silas, then what about us? His status is even higher than Silas’s. Did that mean he thought I was even less worthy of him? That everything between us was just a fling? That he’d never taken me seriously at all?

There was a long, tensed silence. Then I spoke up, my voice hoarse. “You know what’s really funny? This whole mess only exists because of you.”

His expression changed slightly. “What?”

“The medal. The way you dragged me through that hall like I belonged to you in front of the whole kingdom.” My voice cracked with rage. “Do you think King Soren would have moved this fast if you hadn’t made such a scene? You pushed me straight into his hands tonight, and now you’re in my room calling me vain because I’m trying to survive it.”

His jaw tightened.

Then he said, quieter and far more dangerous, “So this is my fault now?”

“I think it is.”

My gratitude towards him was gene. Now I just wanted to hurt him.

“Get out of my room now,” I snapped at him, pointing at the door. “I don’t want to see you.”

But he didn’t move. Instead, he took another step toward me. The shadows in the room seemed to move with him, stretching across the floor until they swallowed the edge of my skirt.

“I think you’ll ask me to stay. Forgot your little friend Mateo is still in my hands?”

The air left my lungs.

God.

I hated him for that! For always reaching for the one knife he knew would go deepest.

“You fucking jerk.” I hissed.

His mouth curved, but there was no humor in it. “Maybe. But you still care whether that boy lives.

I wanted to but him and scream. Yet instead I stood there breathing hard while he walked past me and sat down on the edge of my bed like he owned the room.

Then he leaned back slightly, spread one arm across the mattress behind him, and looked at rue with infuriating calm

“If you let me stay tonight.” he said, “I’ll consider releasing huu.

1 stared at him, my bundy cold.

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