Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

Chapter 84

Zenovia

“Change? In what way?”

“I would have told you, but Callahan is the King and he wants to do it when he feels the time is right. I only hope you awaken your wolf today, so I don’t have to be so tight-lipped around you.”

She said, and it somehow made me feel both anxious and a bit relieved.

“Are you going to sacrifice me in some ritual?” I asked and was rewarded with a chuckle.

“Callahan does not believe in rituals or sacrifices. Hell, he does not even believe in the Moon Goddess anymore. So you don’t have to worry about that.”

“But why?” I blurted out.

We all were creatures of the Moon Goddess. Selene had bestowed us with a power to shift into our wolves after we reached a certain age, granting us inhuman strength and power.

We all worshipped her so it was odd to hear that the King, the person who ruled us all, did not believe in our deity.

It was said that many years ago, Selene was born as an unwanted child to a Greater God, who ignored her for his other offsprings who were far more stronger and powerful. Selene used everything she could to please her father, but he would always turn a blind eye to her.

One such day some lesser gods united against her to eradicate the weakling, so she fought with them and left the Kingdom to make one where no one could reach her, high in the sky.

The moon became her throne and kingdom and the first being who she saw after claiming her throne was an ordinary

wolf.

Legend says that she blessed the wolf with her strength and that was how our race was born.

Of course, there were many such stories told to us when we were young, so I had heard some variation of the same story in every single one.

But I had not heard of a single person not worshipping or believing in her, so it was quite strange.

I waited for Drusilla to answer me, but she pretended to not listen to me. She instead walked past me and stood in front of the open wardrobe looking at the clothes.

“Hmm, we have to find something that will show how strong you are”

“I don’t really see the need to dress up” I made the same argument I had shared with Maria, but Drusilla shook her head.

“Sorry. King’s orders”

I made a face, but Drusilla stuck her tongue out and began pulling out a few dresses for me to wear.

“Hmm, this looks too formal,” she said while picking up a business suit.

“Nah, this one’s too chic” she said, dismissing another, and I kept waiting for her to arrive at a conclusion.

When she had thrown almost a dozen of dresses on the bed with a frown, I raised a hand.

suggest

on,” she said while still

something that looks like the

at me

shift. So, it would be nice to wear something that makes

of stars….”

widen as I vividly imagined the dress, and

blabber

“Not really”

looking through the blue dresses hanging down in the wardrobe. To be honest, I did not even know there were so

wear and pajamas 90% of the time, so I did not even bother checking through the

stuff.

replied, “Now, you have

don’t look good

me, you will”

sleeping mask to ensure I would not cheat. For the next hour or so, she kept putting

felt the make up brushes touch my skin and the creams and gels with which she styled my hair,

the basics of make-up or dressing elegantly, so I was curious to see what she was doing, but Drusilla

in me as the day ended

the moonlight fell on them, while others took a bit of time, extending from minutes to hours on their eighteenth birthday.

goddess to help me find my wolf. Mentally, I also prepared

to

mother, so it felt a little off. But the dress she had chosen for me

stood like a mannequin as she pushed me through the dress, my hair going askew as she buttoned the seams

felt it to be satiny soft. It did feel snug and not as if my insides were

Drusilla

comb and a hair curler in her hands, for

huffed breath and I felt her sag into the bed, plopping herself

mattress.

to ensure Cal

point, but had turned me

we done? Can

and I wondered what

lower lip, I opened my

there in front

and she seemed

“Dru!! What’s wrong?”

gown,

sit in.

sitting cross-legged on the bed, and her head was

was still staring at the

help when she got out of