Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

Chapter 20

Zenovia

I was humming to myself after having that invigorating shower and was feeling extremely nice and refreshed after a long

time.

To be honest, I had never had such a nice shower after I was reduced to an omega in my own pack.

So, I was dancing around when I saw the King watching me from a few feet away. And all of the anger I had been feeling for him melted away in that instant.

He was all muscles and elegance, dressed in a simple blue button down shirt and black pants, but he looked every bit of the King he was and his golden eyes were simply mesmerizing to look at.

And the fact that he had not simply pushed himself upon me made me want to put my trust in him just a little bit.

My brain did not quite agree to the idea, but my body was already reacting to his presence and I had not failed to notice the way his eyes had roamed all over my naked skin.

It made me flush with heat, but I reminded myself that I was a fool to even imagine the possibility of anybody wanting me. That confusion alongwith the way I had heard of omegas being used for pleasure and sex made me blurt out my doubts to him out loud

But it seemed that he was offended, so I hastily tried to stop him, but at that exact moment the towel’s knot loosened and it slipped down from my bare body.

I gave a startled cry and stupidly got up to place a hand on his eyes to stop him from seeing me instead of doing a sensible thing and picking up the sheet again to hide myself.

I almost jumped up to close his eyes and my foot got caught in the sheets, making me throw myself at him.

My mouth turned into a big O as he stumbled back and his hands wrapped around my waist to hold me in place.

I should have given a startled cry, a hysterical shriek, but my body was not prepared to feel his calloused hands on my waist. and the sound that left my lips was more of a moan.

We fell on the bed, me on top of him with his hands around me and my face inches away from his. At this point, I was not sure what to do.

Callahan’s eyes were still looking into mine, and the brush of his rough, calloused hands against my soft skin felt heavenly.

I was lying stark naked on top of the most ferocious lycan on this planet and instead of feeling terrified, I was feeling aroused.

I hated the way my body reacted to his touch, and I wanted to take control back before it was too late.

There was a small smile playing on his lips as I tried to speak. “Close your eyes.”

to speak authoritatively, and his grin

nipples turned so hard I could feel them straining against the fabric

huskily, and I smacked my hand upon

a bit firmer tone, and

next second, though that

sheets and the towel and wrapped them around me

get dressed,” I said as I pushed away from him, crouching on the opposite side of the bed.

go of me as he asked, “Can I atleast open my eyes? I don’t want to be jumped upon

not jump upon you,” I said in an irritated voice, trying to force

propped his elbow on the bed and looked at me. “Yes, you did, and you

smoothed the creases on his shirt and attempted to

you woo girls? Doing something and saying ‘you

in my chest. But he was

some more distance between himself and

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didn’t see anything, right?” I asked nervously, and he tried hard to not laugh. The effort was visible on

nodded, and I felt my heart thundering against

was mortifying. I buried my head in my hands and

towel and then, like an idiot,

was a good thing. But why was my body

as a breeder or somebody to warm his bed every night, then why else would

shut up and

at me and I immediately corrected myself, “I mean, can you

nodded his head and spoke, “That is more like it. We can be respectful to each other if we

rested on the doorknob, and he was about to softly close

Callahan asked, and 1 furrowed my

blurted out.

stayed on the doorknob but he continued,

and I pushed a lock of hair behind my ears. Fidgeting with my fingers, I answered,

someone, even your enemy, behind

never met her but I think our thought process is quite

was playing with the doorknob as he was mulling over something. His eyes danced from left to right as I guessed he was recalling some past incident and, at the same time, wondering how much of it to tell me.

that opportunity to calm my raging heart. He took

carefully asked in a neutral voice,

the doorknob and began playing with the sleeve button

asking me why I did not kill you already, right?”