The Lycan King's Rebel

𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞

-HER-

"I don't trust him. I'll be going too," I declared, holding Ezekile's fiery glare. In response, he cocked an eyebrow at me.

"Say that again," He growled.

"I didn't know you were losing your hearing," I commented even though I knew that that wasn't the case. He could hear me pretty well. He was slightly taken back by my boldness. I continued, "Anyway, for your convenience I will repeat myself— I'll be going too,"

His eyes burned like the sun.

"I don't think you learned from your mistake," He talked back to me, "For your convenience, I'll repeat myself— women aren't allowed in any of my military camps," He gritted. I couldn't help but slightly feel hot because of the way he imitated me. I'd have smacked him right across his face if we weren't surrounded by so many people.

"I'd like to remind you that I'm the General of wolves. I can go where my men can go," I told him, holding his gaze adamantly.

Surprisingly, or unsurprisingly, my words didn't seem to have any effect on him other than feeding his determination. The fire burned even stronger in his as he repeated, "Women are not allowed in my military camps and I've no plans of changing this rule anytime sooner or later," He stated with all his pride and obnoxiousness, reminding me again about what kind of fool I was really dealing with.

Again, he thought that he had control over this deal. He was forgetting that he was on the receiving end, he was at my mercy and if he really wished to get what he was asking for then he'd have to comply with my conditions— every single one of them.

I remained quiet for a moment and simply looked him dead in the eyes, waiting for him to utilize whatever sense was left in him. The silence grew louder and tenser. I could feel Markos getting slightly uncomfortable beside me due to our staring competition.

"Fine," I sighed very deeply and told him, "I will not go," I didn't miss how Ezekiel's eyes slightly widened at this. I could see the hint of victory in his eyes but it didn't last long because I was quick to add, "And so wouldn't my men," I shrugged before crossing my legs and leaning back in my chair while holding his heated gaze.

He simply glared at me with his jaw clenched. The fire in his eyes threatened to swallow everything like a wildfire and turn them into ashes but I wasn't scared anymore. There was no reason for me to be scared. I'd been molded in the furnace. I waited for him to speak while Markos grew slightly more anxious.

This was my first day as the General and to say that I was enjoying my job would have been an understatement. I was actually having a blast!

I could have never thought that I would see Ezekiel like this— at my mercy! Without my cooperation, he was literally doomed but he continued to glare at me. The tension in the air was crackling but I couldn't care less... or I tried to. My wolf was constantly pacing inside me but I ignore her as usual. I wasn't going to give in this time. I was the one in charge.

"Fine," He gritted, "You want to come to my military camps then be my guest but, don't hold me accountable for whatever happens there," He spoke very grimly. I thought I saw something cunning flash into his eyes but it was gone as soon as it had appeared. "Remember my warning,"

Should I be careful?

"Alright then," I commented, glancing at Markos to see if there was something else we needed to discuss. He shook his head in silence.

"Then we're done for today. Thank you, next,"

~

The meetings stretched longer and I met other generals and emperors from other ally kingdoms but I had to give it to Ezekiel for being the most sexist and problematic person I had to deal with that day. The meeting with him took longer than necessary and it was draining. I was very tired by the day's end. I headed straight to my wing that night and crashed right into my bed and dozed off with Pax.