Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

Chapter 16

Zenovia

To say that I was shocked was an understatement. I was a nobody. My pack had disowned me and labeled me a traitor and a

rogue.

I think Callahan believed that as well. So how would a nobody like me ever be strong enough to save him? And why was he dying?

A lot of confusing questions popped in my head, but I did not know which one to ask first. Meanwhile, there was a soft knock on the door and a maid politely bowed to us.

“Miss Drusilla, Miss Zenovia, lunch is ready to be served.”

Drusilla simply grabbed my head and ushered me outside. “We can talk later. Food is more important.”

For once, I could not disagree with her and let her drag me to the dining area. Maybe she was just being overly dramatic with King Callahan’s health. He looked perfectly fine to me.

In fact, he had the most ripped physique and looked like he was made of iron and steel. He had single–handedly killed over a dozen rogues. What could possibly kill him?

Thus, I set my worries aside and decided to focus on the food.

The dining area was as big as the alpha residence.

I was beginning to think I would need some sort of vehicle to travel through the mansion. The grandeur of the mansion was visible in every single detail, from the silverware to the chandelier hanging above the table and the butlers and maids who were wearing uniforms and looked more decent than me.

I was still in my pajamas and felt oddly out of place. They all smiled at me as Drusilla dragged me to the table and plopped me on a chair. The chair had velvety soft cushions, and I felt my butt sink in the table as the delicious aroma of food wafted towards me.

I was suddenly ravenous, and as the maids began serving the food, I became increasingly impatient.

There was so much food that it would have filled the stomachs of my entire class back in school.

Maria stepped forward and explained, “I have prepared a three course meal for the ladies to indulge in. As this is our guest’s first meal here, I wanted it to be special. So for entrée, we have fresh oysters on the half shell with mignonette sauce, and a caprese salad, for the main course we have herb roasted whole chicken just as Miss Zenovia asked and for the sides we have creamy mashed potatoes, and a mixed green salad.”

I only blinked at her.

a mignonette sauce or a caprese salad?

no idea, but it was not as if I cared. They served us the food, and I gorged on it as if

melted on my tongue the moment I put it in my mouth. My mouth watered at all the food. displayed in front of me and I greedily took

I could not eat anymore because I had stuffed my mouth to

have lunch? It is already quite late”

some meetings to attend. Apparently, after the rogue attack, everybody is quite shaken, so Matt thinks it is a good idea to throw

forward and asked, “Would you like to have the dessert now,

that was full and wiped the back of my

some

‘tiramisu layered cake. I ignored the name

It was heavenly.

as I was gorging on the sweet dish, Drusilla chirped, “And if rumors are to be believed, King Callahan might allow them to

hand clattered against the dish, startling her as

vigorously. Though

a mating ball in the past few years as

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and she gave it a thought. “Not yet, but Elijalt is trying hard to make him

have you? He is the gamma and was sent to some pack in the north by Callahan. He has returned from his trip and is currently eating Cal’s head.”

she switched her attention to her dessert.

a bite and casually added, “Callahan has avoided it like a plague, but I hope he goes

a mate soon.”

here she was talking about him as if he was a saint.

a small seed of jealousy appeared

not say the witch cursed him to

and dabbed her lips before answering me, “Oh yes, he is cursed to never find his fated mate, the one chosen by the Moon Goddess, but he can always pick someone on his own. It is not that uncommon. Think of it as

this could mean for me. If he was going to have a chosen mate,

time finding an appropriate mate for himself and

kissed me to see if I was good enough to satisfy him? His heated gaze at the hospital and the way he had taken

shook my head. What was I thinking?

his mistress or breeder. I looked at Drusilla,

his best friend. I had to be careful around her, even if she was being nice to

began to form in my