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?

been nothing except an asshole

spoke after racking my brain

to want me, but also did not. It was so fucking annoying.

tried to control the

had to work hard to tone it down because I feared she would hear the war drums ringing in my

ears.

lose her

my hair, not knowing

came forward and held her hand in mine, her touch soft and gentle. She brought it up to

girl was making it so hard for

brushed my skin and the tender kiss made me want more of

fate have to be so cruel to me? Had

think of me. I am cursed and your crush will fade

was piercing daggers through my skin, but

forward. She slowly reached for my other hand and cupped it too,

and the entire fortress I had built around my heart, brick by

all she had to use was her dove like face and angelic

felt my breath choke. Her way of showing her emotions

girls like

run away from me? Not once, but twice? The monster you thought me

repeated, fighting my own damn

and simply took another step forward. She was too

hell.

told me and the way you treat your pack, I can see you are not

closer to mine, too

have stepped away, but I didn’t. Trying

she has warned me one thing: that if we want to work together in this, we cannot let emotions get in the

for that”

say anything else; she raised on her heels and pulled at my

like that, I

hungrily, finally having gotten what I had been denying for all these

her small frame, wanting to kiss all of

not care if it was the meeting hall or if the rest of the

was kissing me and that she wanted me.

her bare back. I loved the way she was responding to

could not find any more reasons to not give in to my desires. So I kissed her hungrily, passionately and the

my hands slid on that perfect, silky fabric that was clinging

cry, but she did not object. Our lips broke contact for a brief second, but she brought her lips