My Sweet, Tyrant Lycan Mate

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter 28 – A Love So Confusing

Lily’s POV

Once we had gotten away from the city and more into the countryside, Cerberus slowed to a comfortable and consistent pace. I had also finished crying by this time.

I wanted to ask Zack why my parents thought I was dead but couldn’t find the energy to do so. I didn’t want to keep being met with silence.

I had only hoped that there was a good reason behind it all. Zack hardly confided in me and it always made me worry. I figured since I was his mate, that he would trust me more.

My eyes scanned the beautiful countryside, admiring the open fields and occasional homesteads that dotted the land. Docile farm animals grazed the fields and birds flew overhead. It was almost like we were walking through a dream.

When I looked behind me, I saw that Zack had fallen asleep. I giggled thinking about how he had fallen asleep sitting up straight.

The more I looked at him, the more I realized that I had fallen in love with the Lycan King.

I knew there was no denying the atrocities he committed and the lives he took, but no one got to see the sides of him that were soft and gentle. He only did what he had to do to appease the beast inside of him.

I was convinced that if Zack didn’t have the Fire Wolf inside of him, the funny, sarcastic, soft, and gentle side of him would be what the rest of the world saw.

The Moon Goddess blessed me as his mate for whatever reason, and the more I stared at his beautiful features, the more I believed in the love I had for him.

But there was this nagging feeling in the back of my mind that questioned whether or not I really could love him.

Before, Zack was always so open and honest. There was never a time when he was afraid to say what was on his mind. And maybe that was more or less because of the Fire Wolf that raged on in his mind.

But when we established our mate bond, things were shifting. Sure, Zack was still being his sarcastic and cocky self, and he was still honest about telling me things. But lately, it feels like he’s been hiding something.

Like the cut on his hand. That happened at least four days ago now. Maybe five. All of that should’ve been healed by now.

I knew he gave a lot of blood to save my life but he gave blood to me whenever we were in his castle and his injuries healed quickly. So what was so different now?

It made me think that something was wrong with his health. I hated that he didn’t seem to trust me with wanting to help him.

Time and time again I had proven myself to care about him. Especially during times when, anyone else in my position, would’ve killed him.

I wanted to give Zack all of my heart and soul as a mate should. But how could I if he didn’t even trust me with his secrets?

I took another look at Zack and sighed. I could only hope that he was just keeping something from me so I wouldn’t worry.

But I dealt with enough high school drama to know that keeping something from someone you cared about only created more problems.

Just thinking about it brought me back to when I dated Jonathan… The guy I thought I was going to be mated to and spend the rest of my life with.

Yet, on the day of my birthday when I turned 18, he completely ditched me. Ghosted me the whole day and ran away from us like a coward.

I looked back at Zack and smiled bittersweetly. It was for the best because then I wouldn’t have met you.

“Damn right it was for the best.” Zack’s voice rang in my mind.

I jumped at the sound of Zack’s voice as he wrapped his arm around me.

“I was trying to enjoy a peaceful nap while we traveled and you’re over here thinking about your ex-boyfriend?” Zack sounded annoyed. “Correct me if I’m wrong but doesn’t “ex” mean “don’t fucking thinking about him anymore”?”

I thought it was cute seeing him so jealous. “Yeah, but it wasn’t like I was thinking about him in any other way.”

I rolled my eyes. “He was a dick. He literally ghosted me on my birthday!”

Jealousy and irritation flashed through Zack’s eyes as he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back to expose my neck.

“Stop fucking talking about him then.” Zack’s voice was low and threatening.

Yet when I looked into his eyes, I didn’t see anger. It was like I was looking at a sad boy who just wanted reassurance that I wasn’t going to leave him.

I placed my hand on his cheek and gave him a tender smile. Then I pulled him in for a kiss and wrapped my arms around his big and strong shoulders.

Zack wrapped his arms around my waist and buried his face into the crane of my neck. “Sorry…” He muttered.

“You’re not jealous, are you?”

Zack’s face remained buried in the side of my neck. He grunted in response.

“You’re the only one for me, I promise,” I spoke in a soothing tone.

Zack leaned back to look at me. I couldn’t read his face but he seemed to be calmer.

Then he cradled my face with his hands and began to kiss me. At first, he was soft and gentle, It reminded me of the gentle flicker of a candle flame.

Then his hands moved down my body. He rubbed the curves of my waist before grabbing my ass. I let out a yelp and smiled as he pulled me into his lap.

My body was pressed against his and I could feel the heat rise off of his skin. Knowing that he felt the tension, too, he kissed my neck and I let out a soft moan.

Suddenly, Zack let go of me and there was anger in his eyes. Turning around, I looked ahead of us to see identical buildings on either side of the road. There was also a barricade preventing us from crossing.

“What is that?”

A low growl rose from his throat. “A fucking checkpoint.”