Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

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Chapter 23

Zenovia

Chapter 23

I gulped nervously as Callahan closed the door behind me. The door fell shut with a soft click and I could not help but suddenly realize that it was just us two in here.

“Take a seat” He pointed to one of the many chairs as he walked towards his desk.

I look around and found a notepad and pen lying on the desk. “May I?” I asked, and he nodded.

I took it, mostly to give my hands something to do than fidget nervously. I clicked the pen and asked,

“So, everybody tells me you do not love parties or fun. What type of event are you looking forward to in that case?” King Callahan pulled his big, plush chair and sat in it as I opened the notepad, waiting to scribble.

“I am not sure but something that makes everybody stop eating my head”

Okay, that was not the response I was expecting.

“Hmm, why do you hate socializing?” I asked, and he furrowed his eyebrows,

“I don’t hate socializing.”

I repeated. “I think you do”

Callahan placed his hands on the table and countered, “Did you not see the dozen or so people who were in a meeting with me?”

I shook my head as he mumbled, “Oh right, you did not. You were too busy dancing…in a towel.”

I looked away from him as I recalled the moment I had been doing my little happy dance and somehow ended

my stomach. on top of him. That memory was still enough to make butterflies riot in

I did not look up but merely threw in another question so that he would not elaborate on that towel dance again. “Either way, would you want the event to be held here or somewhere else?”

up naked

Callahan considered it, “Maybe, the front open grounds should be ideal. We can have it in the evening so not everybody is packed under the roof.”

I scribbled on my notepad – he hates partying.

I gave him a smile and looked up. “Great, anything that you absolutely don’t want to happen in the event. Like something you hate?”

Callahan scratched his chin, “Loud music. Please keep it soft”

I wrote down- he is boring.

was helping me calm down

I asked him various questions about his choices and preferences, likes and dislikes and he answered me without looking annoyed.

from time to time, he seemed to slip in some other world

King Callahan did not have many friends as far as I gathered, he liked to keep to himself but adored his beta,

King Callahan was as ruthless

had never thought of him to be anything but a growling, angry man hulk so seeing him

color co–ordination or themes would you want

was twirling a pen in his hand and answered,

at him.

are not going to

asked, “Well then you tell me what you

end of the pen on my chin and muttered, “softer shades of

be nice.”

Chapter 23

he gave me when I said pink was almost as if

not too bad at all as an

head as

nodded my head and said, “Of course, pink. It is a ball…a mating ball for Goddess sake, pink and red are the

love.”

his pen and gave me an

You believe

piercing and I felt unnerved by his stare. “Of course I do. Why else would the moon Goddess give

mates.”

sure, maybe she is running a marriage

He was making fun of the moon Goddess, a deity

love somebody does not mean the world is devoid of it. It is like saying the

clicking it

What makes you so sure

breath to calm my nerves as his gaze held me in place. I felt transfixed as his golden eyes stared straight at me, right into my soul.

felt my hands suddenly grow clammy.

fumbled, “I…I said ‘don’t…just because you don’t love

up from his chair and

of me.

already quite tall so with me seated on the chair and him standing in front of me, it felt

his head, and placed his hands on the armrests of the chair I

brought his face at eye–level with me and

like a lion to me, both handsome and deadly, a fierce predator who was mesmerizing to look

stubble on his jaw and my hand suddenly itched to brush the pad of my

and I

read my mind and told me no, he can’t allow me to touch his

before I would ask him what he meant

someone‘ not ‘you don’t love someone…why is

breadth away from me. I gulped again as I saw his expressions and the way he looked at me expectantly, waiting for