Unwanted Mate Of The Lycan Kings (by jessica hall) novel Chapter 21

Undoing the robe, I hear Zeke trying to coax Hunter out of the room, but it appears he is once again, not listening to his master.

“Hunter damn it, now!” I hear Zeke snarl just as I pull the black long sleeved top over my head. I almost groan when I see how low cut is, my breast poking out the top, I try to close the buttons but my bust only pops them back open, digging through the bag, I damn near curse when I find it is a skirt. I was hoping for pants, but beggars can’t be choosers.

Digging through the bag, I find different variations of the same skirt and groan not one pair of pants, only two of the tops would actually cover me, three out of the five are midriff shirts which would not cover the runes that run down my spine to my lower back. I suppose I should be grateful they aren’t the royal colors she was going to buy originally.

Slipping it on, I find the sides have slits up to my thighs, the skirt might as well be tiny shorts like my boylegs I made back in cave for the little coverage they gave me.

Hearing Zeke growing more annoyed, I rush to leave the bathroom only find he has Hunter by the scruff of the neck and is trying to drag him out of the room.

“Hunter, here.” I call him. Zeke snarls at me baring sharp canines and Hunter yelps as his grip tightens. Blood starts streaking his white coat and I notice Zeke’s claws stabbing into Hunter’s fur coat.

“Let him go!”

“You will not tell me how to handle my disobedient wolf!”

“But I will tell you not to manhandle MY wolf.” I retort. Zeke growls letting Hunter go who runs toward me. Zeke snarls stalking toward me, the moment he reaches for me Hunter growls menacingly and he stops.

Interesting, his wolf fears him except when it comes to me.I find it odd, yet welcome it at the same time.

“This is some fucking bullshit!” Zeke roars when a knock sounds on the open door. Zeke stops his rant turning to look at the intruder and I find Lyon standing at the door.

“When you’re done here with Hunter, father sent me to retrieve.” His eyes wander over. And I glimpse down wondering if one of my breasts escaped or if I put the outfit on backwards in my rush attempt of getting dressed. Yet nothing is out of place or peeping out much to my relief.

“Father wants to see the human.” Lyon growls, his lips turning to a sneer. His gaze flicks to Zeke. “Father is not happy you sent Shelley away, she was supposed to bring the girl to the dining hall.”

Zeke huffs glaring daggers at me, and if looks could kill I would be burning at that pillar I am waiting to pop up out of the floor.

“Give me my wolf!”