Regan growls low threateningly, his shirt tearing more with each breath he takes as he tries to fight the urge to shift. Gnash growls off to the side of me while the cold metal of the blade digs into my throat.
“Zeke…” Lyon whispers and I swallow staring up at Zeke.
“No, he needs to pick sides, now f*****g choose!” Zeke yells. Regan grits his teeth but says nothing but I can tell by the way his eyes flicker he is livid and wants to hurt his brother.
“Choose! Her or us brother who is it?” Zeke booms angrily.
Regan remains quiet when Lyon speaks.
“Tell him, Regan, f*****g tell him you choose us!” Lyon pleads.
“I can’t do that….” Regan speaks and the heavy weight of his words linger in the air while Zeke glares at him.
“You’d choose her? You’d f*****g choose a mere human b***h over us!
