Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

Chapter 62

Zenovia

“What? Nooo” I cried but Callahan did not come near me. He finished rolling his sleeves down and buttoned his shirt again while I slowly got up from the car hood.

“We have to go back.” He said while walking towards the driver’s seat.

I was annoyed and frustrated all over again. Why did he have to leave me unsatisfied?

The feel of his lips on mine, my entire body and the way he had licked and sucked my folds was still making my skin tingle. Not to mention the euphoria that had been building up inside of me disappeared in an instant.

I felt a little sore and he had not even done that for hours like last time. And as much as I wanted to pull him close and make him kiss me again, I was too annoyed to show him that I wanted him.

The way he acted aloof and unperturbed after making out with me, I could do the same. At least, I thought I could.

I would not cry in front of him, not now. Thus, I took a few moments to calm down myself and catch my breath.

Meanwhile, Callahan opened the car’s door and I realized that he meant every single word of his earlier lines where he said. he would punish me.

With a frown, I lowered my dress and adjusted my hair to not look like I had been having the time of my life.

After I thought I looked decent, I slowly walked towards the other side of the car and opened the door. Without a word, 1 got in the seat and Callahan started the ignition.

The silence was weird but I did not feel the need to fill it like last time. I tried to calin myself down and not feel drawn to him.

His hands gripped the steering wheel a bit too hard as he drove through the muddy road of the little clearing before we hit the tarmac. He was giving off a ‘don’t talk to me right now’ vibe and I was in no mood to beg. I had begged for his touch and his forgiveness already.

Maybe that is why he did not have any girlfriend. Because he would pull you close then push you away when you got too close for his comfort.

I was seething in anger and my fists were coiled as I took deep breaths to not take out it all on him. That would only show him that it affected me, that I needed him.

rays of dawn were beginning to peek through the horizon and as I peered through the window,

there if not for the fact that my brain kept replaying the way he had devoured me moments ago,

me, those full lips had

to keep my thoughts from going back to those moments that had felt like a bliss just a few minutes ago. Now, I wanted to forget them. And I

He must have noticed the anger and frustration in my voice but he did not try to talk to me or make any effort whatsoever. He only replied, “Once we

not bother asking him if he wasn’t taking this punishment thing

apologized for trying to run away and for my blatant stupidity for believing that

red and I felt I had to sit on a

to be so curt and

and I knew even if I asked him any questions he would not answer

to the events of the night before. I recalled

really going to sell me to this rogue king? Who was he and where was he hiding? And why was he interested in

going to mark me so that the rogue King would leave me alone. But would that really work? I did not think a mark of anybody other than that of

would be delusional of me to think that men were suddenly flocking to mate with me when nobody had looked

what to think about

the memory of my father, the betrayal, and

realize we had already reached the gates of the mansion. The huge metal gates creaked a little as two men promptly ran towards

drove the car through the long entryway and

I was the least interested in looking at his

run back to my room and spend some tire alone to sort through

began walking towards

out

“Wait”

at him. And despite not

face.

Stupid me!