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.

that I was not disappointed. Hell, I was proud

had the face of an angel but the tenacity and grit of a devil.

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

to do that, Ordinary humans did not have the strength of a wolf. Plus. Cynthia had been training for years, was the daughter of the most powerful alpha in my

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

not wait for her to grow strong, awaken her wolf, and shift. The thought

The thought had left me truly shaken and worried about Zenovia. Since then I decided

was safe in my arms and I could not help but gaze at her as I carried her up the stairs

her heartbeat had quickened. She had passed out but I knew the determination that she showed

glorious she wolf she would become. I reached the floor of her room, gently pushed the door away with one of

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

trying to put her feet together and I could not help but touch

would be stiff and sore if she did not

out, it would not

give her a small massage but Maria was busy in

admit that you can’t keep your

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

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 her lips and the way she twitched

my fingers, massaging her skin and allowing blood to flow

pulled up her track pants, only to her

I began massaging her calf too. It felt rigid and stiff like a board so hopefully this massage would

rubbed her back, shoulders, and legs along with most of the

turned her back after I was done. I got up to leave, not wanting

felt a little spark ignite in me when her fingers curled around mine. Was

not. No human would have the energy to act like

like that. A weird fluttering sensation erupted in my stomach that I told myself was because of lack of sleep and

head to the side, some of the hair falling on her face. The sweat had dried away a hit but some of it

remarked as if challenging me to do the opposite and

wasn’t going

sound and I ignored it as I slowly walked out of her room and closed the door

she would also need to eat something healthy and filling so that she does not pass out again.

I climbed down the stairs and looked for