Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

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Chapter 19.

Chapter 19

Callahan

Zenovia was adjusting the towel on her head and she was humming a tune to herself as she walked forward, oblivious to the fact that I was standing right there.

She was in her own world as she was wrapping the towel around her hair, but my eyes could not help but roam all over her figure.

She looked so cute and sexy at the same time, and I felt my cock twitch in my pants at the thought that she was wearing nothing except that towel.

My naughtly Lycan began to share indecent thoughts with me.

My breath caught in my throat as I witnessed her emergence, her radiant presence illuminating the room. The sunlight. danced upon her damp skin, transforming it into a golden cascade that tugged at my heartstrings.

I had entered the room a moment ago, intending to speak to her, but I found myself frozen in awe, unable to tear my eyes

Time seemed to slow as I took in every detail, mesmerized by her ethereal beauty. The gentle curves of her body, the delicate contours of her face–each feature was a masterpiece, etched into my mind forever.

The towel clung to her body as she gazed at herself in the mirror on the wall, leaving tantalizing glimpses of her flawless skin. Drops of water adorned her collarbone, glistening like diamonds, while her luscious lips curved into a soft smile.

My heart pounded in my chest, overwhelmed by the way she was happily nodding and tilting her head, humming a tune to

herself.

In all these days that I had seen her, she was either petrified, asleep, or angry. So, it was a delight to see her smile and be happy.

She was still not aware of my presence and I should have cleared my throat rather than staring at her so unabashedly, but I did not want to alarm her while she kept dancing and roaming around carefree.

I simply wanted to keep looking at her smiling face and the way she moved, her body swaying to the tune that left her lips.

Her bare feet tread softly on the floor, leaving behind traces of moisture as she moved. The air was infused with the scent of her freshly washed hair, a fragrance that intoxicated me. I yearned to run my fingers through those damp strands, to feel their silkiness against my skin.

And I also noticed a hundred or so scars on her body, a few darker than others.

Were those from the accident and the chase? Or from before? I should have focused on them but I was too busy gawking at her slender figure and her warrior spirit.

She was bruised and battered, yet she was in her element and singing and dancing without a care in the world.

I wanted to take my time to slowly unravel piece

a step forward, fate intervened. She was dancing to herself and was circling around but the door decided to creak and she turned around while still

in surprise as she discovered me standing there, caught in a moment of

anticipation as our gazes locked, and I suddenly felt that I should ask

the distance and capture her pink lips in mine, but I

me with wide eyes, and my gaze dipped to her slightly parted lips again.

a towel and her hands were up in the air. She quickly brought them down

deep red blush appeared on her face as she saw me and kept thinking about what to do

innocence, and I failed to hide my

well,” I said to fill in the awkward silence and then cursed myself for blurting out stupidly.

to say in

song was it that you were humming? I don’t quite recall it” I asked to ease the tension and was happy that I had not blurted something awkward again.

of curl behind her ear that had escaped

Chapter 19

used to sing to me. I

it was taking me a great deal of effort to not let my gaze slip. below her face.

you wanted to talk to me about something.” I managed to speak

was frozen to the spot, but she slowly began inching towards the bed, walking sideways like she was terrified of moving

yes, about that. I did want to speak to you.”

shirt and waving my hands in

is so hot

that were itching to touch her, so I turned in the direction of

should help a bit,” I spoke, and I saw that in that time, she had already

eyebrows. “What are you

she replied, “I…I feel shy” She said and

take your leave and maybe you

to step out of the

I want to thank

me for leaving your room.” But she raised herself

of also did. But I meant for giving me

softly as she looked down at the sheets and

me you

hands in my pockets,

appear confident, I replied, “Oh, yes. Well, you were passed out for almost two weeks and then some more and we did not know when you will wake up to ask you for your personal preferences. So, I just

and I added, “Just don’t feel so nervous. I want you to be open and communicate well with me. We started off

with the sheets, her fingers fidgeting with