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 to

spoke after racking my

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

tried to control the rapid beating of my

wildly, and I had to work hard to tone it down because I feared she would

ears.

not lose

through my hair, not

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

so hard for me to stay

the tender kiss made me want more of it, more of

so cruel to

am cursed and your crush will fade away

somebody was piercing daggers through my skin, but I said

sure of that?” She said and took another step forward. She slowly reached for my other hand and cupped it too, before

the walls and the entire fortress I had built around my

all she had to use was her

of showing her

made girls like her

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

repeated, fighting my own

simply took another step forward. She was too small,

hell.

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

her face closer to mine,

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

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

late for

said and before I could say anything else; she raised on her heels and

I forgot everything else.

what I had been denying for all

her small frame, wanting to

did not care if it was the meeting hall or if the rest of the people could hear us. None

that she was kissing me and

back. I loved the way she was responding to me and

my desires. So I kissed her hungrily, passionately and the sweet sounds that she made were driving

gaze had been on the slit of her dress for so long and now my hands slid on that perfect, silky fabric that was clinging to her skin as I slowly

not object. Our lips broke contact for a brief second, but she brought her lips back to mine again and I could not help but smile at