Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

Chapter 14
Chapter 14
Callahan
Weird. Feisty, Unruly.
That’s the only thing that pops into my head when I think of Zenovia. Technically, I should have punished her for her crimes. They were too big.
She was responsible for so many deaths, so many sufferings of my people down south because she had been conspiring with her rogue boyfriend. However, the rogue problem had been raging more or less in every area, not just south..
Zenovia was feisty, no doubt, but the way she responded to me and my touch clearly told me she was a novice in terms of intimacy.
Or maybe she had just started exploring the realms of pleasure and her boyfriend was taking it slow. Or she did not know that her boyfriend was conspiring against her pack and was merely using her as a pawn.
The way she had moaned and writhed under my touch had been heavenly and I could tell real reactions from the fake ones. novices from experts after all, every girl wanted me and had thrown herself at me.
Every girl except her.
“Yes, you wanted to test if she had any experience in sex, which is why you kissed her.” Beast chuckled in “Why else would P” I y glared at him.
my
head.
And somehow, the fact that she had someone in her life angered me more than the fact that she was such a nuisance. The fact that I cared who a random girl, a rogue, had been with before she met me, made me furious.
I could not explain the pull I felt for her, but it was there- the odd pain in my chest whenever I was around her-as if going away from her would be a bad decision.
“It is indeed a bad decision. I want to mark her,” Beast growled in my head.
My Lycan had always been tame and never showed much interest in the girls that kept throwing themselves at us.
The perfectly manufactured dolls with their polished nails and shiny hair, slapped with so much make-up that it hid their real faces they all looked the same to me and to both of us.
Beast was content waiting for a mate-something I was cursed to never have. Not that I loved the idea of having a mate, either. His standards were too high.
As for me, no such thing as love existed, only need. And I was more than capable of taking care of my needs.
“Are you even listening. King Callahan?” Matt’s voice dragged me out of my thoughts.
I was seated in my office and playing with the paperweight while Matt and the others were busy discussing the rogue attack. “Listen to what?” I ask without taking my eyes off the paperweight.

Matt ran a hand through his hair. “The rogue attack two weeks ago that almost turned Dru into a c e and led to the deaths of so many people.”
Dru? I raised an eyebrow. Only I called her that.
“What is there to discuss? I killed every single one of them.”
Drusilla, who was sitting by the window, looking outside at the nature, added, “Zenovia killed the last two of the rogues” “Whatever” I shrugged
The attack had killed almost half of the hospital staff, but my people had been relatively unharmed and ever since that attack, the rogne menace had quieted down.
I looked at my best friend, Drusilla, who had a diary in her hand that she used to scribble something in from time to time and then look up at us or the nature before returning to that again.
“I did not know you kept a diary.” I spoke, and she gave me a tired smile, “The thoughts and visions sometimes come to me
at the oddest of times, sometimes when I am doing something else and they just vanish before I can make sense of them. So, I thought it was a good idea to start noting them down.”
I gave her a nod as Matt spoke to me again.
“Most of the rogues were killed, but I have been keeping tabs on suspicious activity and it seems like the rogues would lie low for a while before they gang up and launch an attack again.”
I twirled the paperweight on the table as it danced on the stack of files I was yet to read; the glass throwing soft hues of blue and green all around.
“I made a spectacle of the rogues and ensured that everybody died a painful death. They would think twice before ever
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trying to attack again.”
My thoughts kept flitting to Zenovia and recalling the way she had felt under my arms, the way she responded to my touch. Why had I kissed her? I was not some h y mutt in heat who would just pounce on a girl the moment he laid eyes on her. Alphas of various packs would occasionally try to set me up with their sisters and daughters who would try to seduce me. They all had the same bodies with their bouncy breasts and tiny waists, but when they opened their mouths, their s y
would show
I did not want a girl, much less a brainless beauty beside me.
If I really had to pick, I would prefer a beauty with sass and intelligence.
Zenovia was a feisty cat who did not try to please me despite knowing I was the Lycan King.
No, she made it a point that she would hiss and growl whenever I was around. And I loved a challenge.
I smirked at that thought as Drusilla spoke to me.
“Cal, did you give it any more thought?” Her words made me stop playing with the paperweight.
“She is a rogue. Hell, she doesn’t even have a wolf. How do you even think she would be a good fit for the task?”
I asked her, not for the first time. Ever since I had met Zenovia, Drusilla never stopped chirping about how she was the one destined to break my curse and stop me from going completely feral.
My curse was twofold-one aspect of it was that I would never find a mate and the second was that Beast, my Lycan, would slowly take over me and I would never be able to transform into a human again.
I looked at the others and spoke sharply. “I believe the rogue attack has been discussed enough”
They took the cue and left, leaving just Matteo and Drusilla with me.
“I will go check on those who are still recovering. Matt said and left the room shortly after.
After the door fell shut, Drusilla looked at me pointedly, “I have been studying the stars and the moon. My research tells me that we should start educating Zenovia on the anchor bond as quickly as possible.”
I gave a humorless chuckle. “Dru, if you have not noticed it before, let me tell you this. She hates me and she hates werewolves, in general. She is only trapped here until she recovers. The day she finds her strength, she is running away without a backward glance.”
Drusilla came near me and placed a hand on my hand and gently squeezed it. “All the more reason to share it with her”
I shook my head. “So that she finds out she has an upper hand and can use it against me? That is like handing a gun in the hands of a prisoner.”
“Then stop making her feel as if she is imprisoned.”
I slammed my hand on the table, startling her. “Do you think I have chained her or locked her in a cellar? I have no idea why she hates me so much when all I did was save her.”
Drusilla tried to reason with me, “She is scared, Cal. She has nowhere to go and we are all strangers to her. She has probably heard horror stories of you.”
I gave her an amused smile, “Nice to know I star as a boogeyman in her dreams.”