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.

mignonette sauce or a

us the food, and I gorged on it as if I had never tasted

I put it in my mouth. My mouth watered at all the food. displayed in front of

could not eat anymore because I had stuffed my mouth to the brim,

not going to have lunch? It

mouth and replied, “No, he told me he had some meetings to attend. Apparently, after the rogue attack, everybody is quite shaken, so Matt thinks

forward and asked, “Would you like

was full and wiped the back of

make some room

nodded, and a maid served something chocolatey and fruity that she called ‘tiramisu layered cake. I ignored the name and took a bite as the sweet melted in

It was heavenly.

Drusilla chirped, “And if rumors are to be believed, King Callahan might allow them to have a mate ball as well.”

my hand clattered against the dish, startling her as she looked at

you okay?” I nodded my head vigorously. Though I felt anything

the past few years as Callahan had denied permission to holding the event after some

Chapter to

a thought. “Not yet, but Elijalt is

He is the gamma and was sent to some pack in the north by Callahan. He has returned from his trip and is currently

her a simile as she

“Callahan has avoided it like a plague, but I hope he

a mate soon.”

and ruthless and here she was talking about him as if he was a

of jealousy appeared in my head when she talked

not say the witch

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

could mean for me. If he was going to have a

took his time finding an appropriate mate for himself and to

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

head. What was

or breeder. I looked at Drusilla, who was simply observing me.

were swirling in my head, but I kept quiet. She was his best friend. I had to be careful around her, even if she was

a plan began to form