I bet she did. Probably wanted to know the estimated time of her wolf heat. “The princess is haughty and unkind.” Bitch wasn’t necessarily a bad term in their society, but if she were human it described her.
“Sorry for jumping to the wrong conclusion.”
“No worries. Kiara wishes to land a royal prince and who better than the king’s brother?”
“I feel for you with all the pressure to take a mate. Although, I can’t really be Selene’s accepted mate, we love each other and, to be honest, don’t give a crap what others think.”
“I admire that, but don’t take this the wrong way. Humans can never be our mates.” The one belief he and his brother, the king, shared.
Becker reddened. “Lev, my son in-law, didn’t care when Rachel was human, but at least now that she’s lycan, it makes their life less complicated.”
“I’m sorry, I must seem rude. What I meant is when it comes to mating I’m conservative.”
“I understand.”
“I just want to love my mate rather than take the vow for political reasons.”
Becker nodded. “We have that in common.”
Steele left to see his brother before departing on his mission. No doubt, he’d press him again about how wonderful it would be for their family to marry the proper and rich royal, Kiara. After that, he’d continue on his mission.
His head ached and he moaned. What did I do? “I remember.”
Lev’s low voice remained calm. “Tell me, who are you?”
A snapshot of boarding a black helicopter dressed as a Navy Seal flashed before him. “I’m Commander Steele, second alpha commander of Team Greywolf. Royal prince of the realm.”
“And what of the man named Kane?”
His face heated. “She named me.”
“Who?”
“Gaby, the woman who helped me escape.”
“Your wife?”
Mine. Steele rubbed a hand through his hair. “I broke lycan law and took a human as a mate. Yet, I’m so…confused.” He meant to say he loved Gaby, but his older memories of despising lycans who took humans as lovers filtered through his new memories of loving Gaby. He desired her since first seeing her. Her sweet alluring scent. Their lovemaking. Their vows. Their dreams. He had two inner wolves, each ready to battle. One to keep her; the other to turn his back on her.
Lev snorted. “You were angry at me for taking a human as a mate, but changed your tune when I accidently made her a werewolf.”
Steele growled. “Humans are inferior.”
Rylee’s voice cut in. “Those are the king’s words, not yours.”
Steele groaned. “No.” They are my words…were my words.
Dr. Mark leaned in. “How do you feel?”
“My head hurts.” Or rather my heart.
“Are you well enough to allow Lunara to dream walk with you?”
He drew in a long breath and the pain lightened. What would be the point of postponing his regression? Might as well get it over with. “Yes.”
Lev nodded. “You will go into a deep sleep.”
“Gaby…what have I…”