Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

Chapter 74

Callahan

This girl was mad, quite literally.

The more I tried to run away from her, the more she pulled me close. And she did it so subtly, so unknowingly that it would always drive Beast mad.

Zenovia was becoming a drug, an addiction I had gotten used to.

Her little frame lay in my hands and she relaxed visibly in my arms when I touched her. As if her body knew instinctively that she was going to be safe, that nobody would ever harm her while I was around

That made me feel euphoric and wanted.

Cynthia had been challenging her to a race and I did not interfere just to see how she would react. I knew Cynthia did not really like her and I was eager to see their interaction.

But surprisingly, Zenovia proved me wrong.

Strength mattered in a person, always, but it was never just physical strength. It was the strength of the spirit, of the soul.

And Zenovia might be physically weak but she had the heart of a warrior. 1 liked that quality about her. I never took strangers in my pack, I would send the weak and injured to the hospital and ask El or Matt to look for a suitable pack for them.

But when I first saw her back at her school, hurling her bag at Matt, I knew she was a fighter.

And then again when she had just woken up from her sleep in the hospital and I asked her to walk towards the door to prove she was fit enough.

She had crumpled down on the floor midway but given her condition she should not have been able to even take a step.

Somehow, I liked that she never tried to please me, never acted coy. She was headstrong even if she had been bullied all her life.

Пler cute little body in that tight track pants and tee, though completely covered, did not hide her well enough from my

eyes

Especially because I knew how those legs moved, how that skin felt under my touch, and how she whimpered and moaned when I kissed her, when my hands caressed her.

while running on the treadmill, she had been out of breath long ago but I just stood by the side, waiting to see how long she could go on, how long would it be before the warrior in her would give up.

say that I was not disappointed. Hell, I was proud of my little lamb.

face of an angel but the tenacity and grit of

would win, and was delighted when she actually surpassed Cynthia’s speed.

Ordinary humans did not have the strength of a wolf. Plus. Cynthia had been training for years, was the daughter

this treadmill race was a small thing, for Zenovia, it

to grow strong, awaken her wolf, and shift. The thought turned me on

The thought had

arms and I could not help but gaze at her as I carried

her heartbeat had quickened. She had passed out but I knew the

would

bed and went to throw open the windows. The A.C. would be too cold for her and she had to cool down at a

her feet together and I could not help but touch

had overexerted herself and her muscles would be stiff and sore if she did not loosen

she was passed out, it would not be possible.

to give her a small massage but Maria was

you admit that you can’t keep your hands off her Beast

a creep to touch her when she is asleep” I retorted to my lycan in my

on the edge of the bed, I slowly reached for her feet and took her shoes off. Then, I slowly pulled them away and

sore so I began gently massaging her feet and heels. I heard the sigh leaving

slowly knead my fingers, massaging her skin and allowing blood to flow and her

her track pants, only to her knees, and

her calf too. It felt rigid and stiff like a board so hopefully this massage would allow her to walk a little when she woke up.

rubbed her back, shoulders, and legs

leave, not wanting to stare stupidly

her fingers curled around mine. Was she really passed

not. No human would have the energy to act like this

sensation erupted in my stomach that I told myself

The sweat had dried away a hit but some of it was still on her face, making her

if challenging

wasn’t going to

an indignant sound and I ignored it as I slowly

need to eat something healthy and filling

stairs and