Unwanted Mate Of The Lycan Kings (by jessica hall)

Chapter 3

~Zirah~

As I make my way down the path, my heart is heavy with the weight of the night's events, and I can feel

the ache deep in my soul, a pain that seems unending. My emotions are like a storm raging inside me,

churning with anger, sorrow, and a sense of betrayal that is as deep as it is painful. Her death was

senseless and plain cruelty. King Theron had taken everything from her, her kingdom, and her mate,

but that was not enough for him. His vengeance seemed to have no end until he eradicated every

memory of her.

All because he couldn't keep his dick in his pants. Yet the most difficult part of comprehending was

feeling my mother's betrayal. Her own sister betrayed her. All because my mother was an Oracle, a

high priestess, a woman with power unlike most. She was born powerful, not made powerful—jealousy

and greed are two of the most disgusting traits that cause so much injustice.

It drives people insane, and humanity is lost. My mother warned Shelley about mixing pleasure and

work. Warned her away from Theron, and now I understand why. She saw it ending with Shelley's

death. So to save her own sister, she told Theron's wife about his infidelity and let everything out in the

open. She knew Theron planned to kill Shelley when he was done with her. Only by doing so did she

condemn herself and her kingdom.

She still tried to save her sister, despite Shelley turning her back on their coven. Once out in the open,

she knew Theron had no reason to kill her sister. What she didn't realize was that she gave him

enough reason to come after her, and he used his sons to do it, pitting them against each other, telling

them whoever killed her got the high kingdom. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

So much death, all for nothing, and the worst part, his sons went along with it just for the highest seat in

the kingdoms.

The moonlight bathes the path in a silvery glow, casting eerie shadows around me as my feet take me

further away from the three kings.

As I leave the square, Kelly stops me on the path. "Zirah, wait," she calls out softly.

I pause, turning to face her. She pulls her hood down, revealing her face as she walks toward me, and I

realize I didn't even stop to thank her or the coven I didn't realize I had. "I'm sorry, Kelly. I just need to

get away from them," I say, casting a nervous glance back at the kings who are still on their knees in

submission.

Kelly stops before me, her kind eyes filled with concern. She gently reaches out and stops me in my

tracks, her touch warm and comforting amidst the chaos of my thoughts. "Zirah," she says softly, her

voice filled with understanding.

Kelly reaches out and hugs me gently. "Don't worry about them right now. But come by my store

tomorrow, okay?" she says, pulling away from our embrace.

I nod hesitantly. "Did you know who I was all along?"

Kelly smiles sadly and nods. "Yes, but it was too risky for me to say anything. I knew from the moment

you stepped into the store."

"How?" I ask.

"We can always sense power, and yours is out of this world. Oh, and the fact your choker didn't burn

you," she says, straightening it, and I gasp, not realizing it never burned. I trace it with my fingertips

and look at her when she unclips it. "Power can be consumed, but it never dies. Look at the back," she

tells me, and I turn the choker over, looking at the back of the leather. Runes are carved into the thick

leather, the same ones that run down from my neck to my crotch, and then a rune I've never seen

before sits dead center, but it is not carved into the leather. It's carved into the back of the giant stone."

"I don't recognize this one," I tell her. It looks like a crescent moon that has been turned into a bow, and

an arrow crosses through it.

"That's because it is not a rune but our coven emblem. It is the symbol of Goddess Diana, who is the

goddess of chastity, fertility, the moon, and also justice. She was often linked to Hecate, the Greek

goddess of witchcraft and the underworld. She is also your ancestor."

"You're a high priestess like Litha and like your ancestor Goddess Diana."

Gnash whines at my feet, and I glance down at him. "I'll let you go, but come see me tomorrow, and I

can explain more. For now, rest," Kelly says before walking off.

As she leaves, I spot King Theron walking up the path toward her. He pauses, watching her nervously. I

can't help but smirk as Kelly lurches to the side and shouts, "Boo!" King Theron jumps, tripping over his

robe and landing on his backside while Kelly saunters off, cackling to herself.

However, my amusement is short-lived when I notice the kings chasing after me. I hastily turn and

make my way back to the kingdom, ignoring their calls.

Yet it doesn't take them long to catch up.

Regan catches up to me and grabs my arm, but I shove him off. "You don't get to touch me! Not after

what you all did!" I snarl at him.

"We tried to save you, Zirah," he argues, looking hurt.

"You did. You're right. But I wouldn't need saving if you had saved my mother to begin with!" I retort,

anger flaring inside me.

Regan tries to touch me again, but I take a step back, and my wolves growl menacingly, forcing the

kings to back up.

"Zirah!" Lyon calls, his voice full of desperation.

I glare at him, my eyes brimming with tears. "What now, Lyon? You want me now that you see I'm your

mate? Now that you know I’m the answer to breaking the curse," He looks away guiltily.