Bullied Mate Of The Lycan Kings
Chapter 73

Zac's POV

I hadn't even started the engine before I realized that this was a big mistake.

"Hey," She said suddenly, leaning forward and peering at the audio system like it was a shiny new toy. "Does this work?"

That small action, her leaning forward to fiddle with the buttons on the speaker, combined with a gust of wind from the action blew her sweet scent like nectar into my nostrils. I choked, pressing a hand to my nose.

My mouth watered. Sweet. She smelled so sweet, I just wanted to taste her ag-

NO! I slammed down hard on that thought with a two hundred pound sledgehammer and pressed the button to open the windows to drive out her scent.

"You're in a Mercedes-Benz AMG GT, and you're asking if the speakers work." My voice should have come out croaky and dry, but I've been faking my charm since I was a kid in diapers. "Sorry, can you repeat that in English? I don't speak rich and elitist," she rolled her eyes, taking out a battered piece of junk and tapping on the cracked screen. "What, is that an iphone 6?"

"Haha." She laughed dryly. "It's my phone. I'm not sure what brand though."

"That's definitely an iPhone 6. It's a relic from the past. That belongs in a museum, duchess."

"No, it doesn't. It still works. See?" She flashed me her screen.

My eyes narrowed at the brief flash of light.

Ren.

She was trying to text Ren.

Something cold, dark and heavy settled in the pit of my stomach.

I can't... I can't be jealous of Ren. I just can't. He deserves her after all the s**t Mauve has put him through. I should be happy for him, proud that he's finally putting himself first. But the dark, disgusting feeling wouldn't stop festering in my gut.

I feigned a chuckle even though my insides were twisting, "yes. It works."

"Well, where do I plug it in?"

"You don't need to. Just turn on your Bluetooth."

She did as I instructed, and soon, Lionel Richie filled the entire car.

Oh, an RnB type of girl.

"Put your address in the gps," I said, pretending like I didn't already know her address as I reversed the car. She'd know I've been stalking her.

Her hair curtained over her face as she inputted her details and when she sat back up, she shook her hair back and this time, I held my breath, my hands closing so hard on the steering wheel that my knuckles turned bone white. Yup, this was most definitely a mistake.

I really shouldn't have gotten upset when Lucas and Savio hinted that they needed to protect Lily from me. Even though I had known that they had nothing but good intentions in their worry and even as Lily sat beside me, staring out the window in childlike wonder and bobbing her head to Lionel Richie, I wondered if she knew just how hard it was to be sitting next to her right now even though i had given her a conceited a*s smile and pretended that everything was fine, I was having a hard time concentrating on the road. If Azrael doesn't f**k things up, my whack a*s driving just might kill us.

I didn't know if I could take even thirty seconds of this.

I was using every bit of strength to restrain myself and my wolf from feeding on Lily. I had asked my guards to stay behind and not follow us because I wanted to prove, not just to Lucas and Savio, but to myself, that I could control myself around Lily. That plan however, was already backfiring slowly and successfully.

As if that wasn't enough, thanks to my heightened senses as a hybrid of sorts, I noticed everything, f**k, everything about her in clear detail. High definition.

From the gold flecks in her eyes, to the rose pink shade of her plump lips that turned even pinker when she occasionally bit into it, it was getting harder and harder to take my eyes off of her when she continuously pushed back strands of her voluminous raven black hair behind her ears, absentmindedly being the most innocent and beautiful girl that I have ever seen in a long time.

Duchess. My duchess. That nickname that had once belonged to Callista. The goddess had probably sent her to make up for her mistake of mating me with a bloodsucker. Who am I to reject a gift from the heavens?

It didn't matter if she didn't like me, if she couldn't love me, if there was someone else she'd rather be with, if her f*****g mate was still out there. None of that matters to me as long as she doesn't stop me from being close to her. From being there for her. She's mine, my gift to protect and that's that. I'll protect her until the day I leave this miserable earth.

Case in point, the assholes tied up in the trunk of my car that thought they could get away with f*****g with her. There was something off about this entire thing, how easy it was for them to get their hands on intimate videos of not just Lily and I, but Aiden too. Something wasn't adding up and there was so much left to be discovered, but they'd serve as an example to anyone that upsets her. I'll paint the entire school red with their blood to send a message to the others if I have to.

She suddenly leaned forward and tapped her fingers to the tune of the music. I glanced at them, they were thin, long and perfect and I bet they'd looked perfect wrapped around my c**k too-

That very thought sent my blood spiking through the roof.

No. No, f**k! Think of nasty stuff. Dirty wet gr a*s, day old blood, smelly feet, babies crying for their mothers... babies crying... Lily swelling with a child of mine-

Jesus!

I ran a frantic hand through my hair, messing it up even more. My tie felt like a noose tightening around my neck. I was hot, uncomfortable, f*****g losing my s**t.

I glanced at her again, trying to control my breathing, trying to keep my hands on the steering wheel. At this point, I was certain that I could count every pore on her skin from staring at her so hard and the fact that she did not even seem to notice that I was watching her deeply spoke to how relaxed she was in my presence.

I smirked sardonically. I had half a heart to warn her that she was making a huge mistake lowering her guard in the same space with a monster like me, not that I could even bring myself to take advantage of her innocence now.

Trying to distract myself, I decided to try and focus on other things that did not involve how clueless she was about her beauty and realized hints that she was clearly from a home that was struggling financially. Her uniform was impeccable and neatly ironed but her shoes were old with worn soles. She was wearing a tarnished necklace that used to be gold, and that junk she called a phone was so battered and broken, I was amazed to see that it was still working.

Would it be too forward if I got her a brand new phone? I'm sure that's what friends do for friends. Aiden had gifted me my first car on my fifteenth birthday and Ren has rented an entire estate to celebrate my sixteenth. Surely a phone is nothing compared to a car and a house, right?

When her body suddenly stiffened, I froze and quickly looked ahead, afraid that she had finally caught me gawking at her like a creep but she merely glanced at me briefly before she started searching her beat up bag, pulling out a packet of chocolate that was nothing but cheap chemical and artificial sugar that was probably bad for her health. She tore off the wrapper and started chomping down on it, clearly enjoying her slow poison. Chocolates. She likes chocolates.

Phone, chocolates... flowers? I know! Lilies. Hopefully, she'd catch the joke.

"Would you like some?" She asked and when she turned to face me and our eyes collided, the answer died in my throat and I suddenly felt like speaking was difficult so I simply shook my head and she smiled, chocolate staining her incisors. My hand itched. I wanted to reach for her, cradle her face in my hands, press my lips to hers and wipe it off with my tongue. Hopefully, she'll moan too and I won't be able to resist. She'd let me take things a step further and- Fuckfuckfuck

She's here to torment me. She's here to send me spiralling into madness.

"Well, thank the moon that you don't want any, because this is my favorite so it means more for me! No offense, though, okay?" She wiped away the chocolate stain with her tongue and I forced myself to look ahead and not think about how hot that looked. "None taken," I answered, feeling a smile creep up my face and I wondered if it was her happiness that was infectious or if I was just going mad.

Since I got turned, there are only two things that evoke a human emotion in me without having to fake it: what amuses me, and what I would kill for.

To my horror and utter confusion, it seemed that somehow, Lily was slowly starting to become both of those things. And I hated that I could not help myself and that with each day, I was no longer even bothered about seeking help. I had never experienced something like this before with my other blood donors. With Ren and Aiden, I have always cared for them and my feelings of love and loyalty only heightened after I got turned. But for my other donors whose names and faces I don't even remember, nothing had ever changed for me.

It seemed like drinking her blood had only made me more in tune with her and her emotions and I was starting to realize that seeing her hurt makes me very uncomfortable.

As if that was not enough realization to deal with, her scent was driving me feral with desire. With others, blood was just a means to an end. I didn't have to try hard to ignore their scent. But when it comes to Lily, all of my restraint seems to fly out the window. I want her. I want her so badly, it hurts. It was like I was a man starved and i was staring at my dinner. It was a constant battle between Azrael and I to not let my control slip because right now, I had no idea what my defected wolf would do if I made the mistake of yielding to him.

I looker over at Lily as she excitedly belted out the lyrics "Say yes to heaven," by Lana del Rey that was currently playing through the speaker, her shyness melting away even more and it was a sight to behold. Even though she was off key and her pitch was all wrong, I ignored the perfectionist artiste in me that wanted to correct her and instead basked in her glow. Watching her and knowing that she felt free enough to do that around me made my chest feel incredibly tight.

I felt desire shoot straight to my groin, my d**k turning to f*****g stone.

It seemed i was going to be in severe torture for the entirety of this ride.

Making a right turn I saw that we were already in Gold Crest territory and as i drove to her home which was just on the outskirts, I kept telling myself to suck it up and pull through. I would drop her off and be free soon enough, even though a huge part of me wanted to keep driving around for as long as possible just to have her in my presence.

We hit a red light and I turned to poke fun at her off-key tune, but I felt my heart stop and pound a bit faster when I saw the carefree smile on her face, her cheeks flush with excitement and her eyes closed, belting out lyrics as she lost herself to the music and I quickly admitted to myself that Lucas and Savio were wrong.

She was not the one in danger.

I was.