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.

I peered through the window, I saw

there if not for the fact that my brain kept replaying the way he had

hands had roamed all over me, those full

I muttered angrily 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 did

him to stop the car. He must have noticed the anger and frustration in my

and 1 did not bother asking him if

my blatant stupidity for believing that Harry was a nice

felt I had to sit on

he again have to be so curt and aloof all over again? Maybe, he was just broody

if I asked him any questions he would not answer

to stop thinking about him and it drifted to the events of the night before. I recalled the way Harry had baited me,

king? Who was he and where was

would leave me alone. But would that really work? I did not think a mark of anybody other than that of the mate would

it would be delusional of me to think that men were suddenly flocking to mate with me when nobody had looked at nhe like I was their mate all my

was unsure what

came the memory of my father, the betrayal, and how his wife, Celeste, had poisoned

away. I was so lost in thoughts that I did not even realize we had already reached the gates of the mansion. The huge metal gates creaked a little as two men promptly ran towards the gates to

with my fingers as Callahan drove the car through the long entryway

other cars but I was the least interested in looking

and spend some tire

I got out of the car without a word and began

out from

“Wait”

look at him. And despite not wanting to, my heart skipped a beat on seeing

face.

Stupid me!