Unwanted Mate Of The Lycan Kings (by jessica hall) novel Chapter 24

Zirah POV

The three kings leave and once they are gone, I feel like I can breathe a little easier until I turn my attention to the King. He watches me, then turns side on in his seat giving me his full unwanted attention while leaving one elbow on the table, his fingers drum against the mahogany wood.

“What is it you want?” King Theron asks tilting his head to the side.

“Nothing you can give me unless you know how to raise the dead,” I tell him and his eyes flicker black, his lips pursing as he raises his chin slightly.

“Think of something else. I will give you whatever you want. I’m offering you the four kingdoms, a lavish life full of riches and anything you could possibly desire.” The king snarls and gone is his calm demeanor as his canines elongate. Shelley clears her throat awkwardly next to the King, and he turns his gaze to her and sighs.

“Shelley dear, fetch me a glass of water, my throat is feeling a little dry and it is making me crabby.” the King orders. Shelley shoots me a worried look but quickly obeys, and I wonder if this is the king’s unstable side she mentioned earlier.

The king turns his calculating gaze back to me. “I will ask once more, what do you want?”

“Nothing, I just want to leave,” I tell him and he grits his teeth and I continue. “I don’t care for your riches, or your sons, I can’t be bought. You had me ripped out of my bed, killed my grandmother, and you think I would just agree to marry your sons?” I laugh. This man is insane. What person would agree to such terms, and who in their right mind would marry one of those insufferable men?

“Fine, have it your way, then. You want your freedom, I’ll grant it. But on one condition.” King Theron tells me. I lift my chin, wondering what this condition is, yet by the flicker of his aura, from bluish-gray to black, I can tell his condition is quite sinister.

“Malachi!” The King yells and Malachi jumps in the room's corner where he stands. He takes a step forward and I watch the two exchange in some silent conversation.

Malachi clenches his teeth. “But my King–”

“Do as I ask. I won’t be questioned. She won the maze she gets to choose her prize and if that is freedom, so be it.” Malachi’s eyes flick to me and I watch his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows. He quickly bows to the King.

“Ten minutes, make sure it is done!” the King orders as he turns.

“Yes, my King.” Malachi rushes off just as Shelley returns to the dining hall. She nervously hands the crystal glass full of ice water to the King. He takes it and motions toward the table.

“Are you hungry?” I shake my head. I was starving before, yet after seeing Malachi’s nervousness and the way he ran from the room. My appetite is suddenly gone.

“Shelley, go to my safe and fetch a bag of gold, also prepare a bag for Zirah here. Also, tell my sons they can enter.” the King says and her eyes move between me and the King. She bows her head and quickly rushes off while I turn to the King just as the doors are shoved open. King Regan, Lyon and Zeke saunter into the room and retake their seats.