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?

had been nothing except an asshole to her.

after racking my

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

she said and stepped forward and I tried

tone it down because I feared she would hear the war drums ringing

ears.

could not lose her

through my hair, not knowing what

touch soft and gentle. She brought it

it so hard for me to stay

kiss made me

cruel to

what you think of me. I am cursed and your crush will

and felt like somebody was piercing daggers through my skin, but

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

was taking down the walls and the entire fortress I had built

her dove

breath choke. Her way of showing her emotions was so pure, so very raw and genuine.

doubted they made girls like her

once, but twice? The monster you thought me to be… I am that, and much

my own damn self.

step forward. She was too small, too fragile, but she was

hell.

treat your pack, I can see

closer to mine, too

didn’t. Trying to make my voice

you into this, but she was persistent. But she has warned me one thing: that if we want

late for that”

raised on her heels and pulled

I

responded hungrily, finally having gotten what I had

small frame, wanting to kiss all

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

was that she was kissing me and that she

her bare back. I loved the way she was

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

gaze had been on the slit of her dress for so long and now my hands slid on that perfect, silky fabric

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