Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

Chapter 89

Callahan

Zenovia was driving me on the edge. I was not sure why whenever I tried to push myself away from her, my body and my heart craved her even more.

She was so innocent, so brave, and so gullible. The day I brought her home, I had only hoped to right some of my wrongs.

I was known as the cold, ruthless, and arrogant Lycan King who shut himself off from the rest of the world.

And there was a good reason I had done so. I had suffered a lot and was still paying the price.

And somehow, I did not want this poor, innocent girl to be dragged into my mess, in the hell I was living.

The words slipped away from my mouth before I could stop them. Zenovia looked at me curiously, demanding an explanation.

I had always been cold to her, and kept pushing her away, yet she had not left me. And somehow I felt relieved that she was still standing by the wall, staring at me with a slightly open mouth.

My hands wanted to pull her close, to hug her, but I recalled Drusilla’s words of how it might not be a good decision to get involved with Zenovia.

But no other girl had stirred my feelings as much as my little lamb. I always felt a rush of pleasure traveling through my veins, going straight to my cock whenever I called her ‘mine’

Zenovia had demanded me to claim her back then, and it had crumbled my will. She was doing it again now.

I stepped back again so as to not crush her lips, tear that dress away, and bury my cock into her.

It was maddening, but I still did it. For her.

Nothing,” I said after taking a deep breath to calm my nerves.

“No, tell me. What is it? Why did you say that?” She asked as she came forward, crossing the few steps of distance between us easily.

“I told you enough since you asked me to be honest with you. Drusilla thinks you might be able to help break the curse, but I have no idea how.”

Zenovia was not convinced, and she took a step forward again. “Since you were honest with me, I will be honest with you

too”

She looked down and fumbled with her fingers as she muttered, “I….I think… I have a crush on you”

She said, and my heart almost swelled like a balloon.

She had a crush on me? She liked me?

except an asshole

spoke after racking my brain to

me, but also did not.

she said and stepped forward and I tried to

beating wildly, and I had to work hard to tone it down because I feared she would hear the war drums ringing in

ears.

lose

I ran a hand through my hair, not knowing what

soft and gentle. She brought it up to her face and kissed my knuckles.

girl was making it so hard for

brushed my skin and the tender kiss made me

to be so cruel to me? Had I not suffered enough?

think of me. I am cursed

harsh and felt like somebody was piercing daggers through my

She said and took another step forward. She slowly reached for my other

down the walls and the entire fortress I had

to use was her dove

Her way of showing her emotions was so pure, so very raw

made girls like her anymore.

The monster

repeated, fighting my own damn self.

another step forward. She was too small, too fragile,

hell.

treat your pack, I can see you are not

closer to mine, too

should have stepped away, but I didn’t. Trying to make my

into this, but she was persistent. But she has warned me one thing: that if we want to work together in this, we cannot let emotions get in the

late for that”

I could say anything else; she raised on her heels and pulled at my collar, crashing her

I forgot

what I had been denying for

her small frame, wanting to kiss all of her at

if the rest of the people could hear us. None of it mattered. The only thing that

she was kissing me

back. I loved the way she

not find any more reasons to not give in to my desires. So I kissed her hungrily, passionately and the sweet sounds that she made were driving me

slid on that perfect, silky

Our lips broke contact for a brief second, but she brought her lips back to mine again