Broken by the Horde King (Horde Kings of Dakkar, #4)

by Zoey Draven

“Were you untried?” A deep silence settled between us as I waited for her to give me an answer or to tell me to vok off. “Lysi.” Did it make me a callous bastard that her answer relieved me? Because if she’d said nik, hot jealousy would’ve reared its head though I had never been a jealous male before. I would’ve tortured myself endlessly by wondering which males from the saruk had known her, if she still thought of them…if she had loved them.

I just can't even with this hypocritical asshole.