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

fade away,” I spoke after racking my brain to think of

want me, but also did not. It

forward and I tried to control

to work hard to tone it down because I feared she would

ears.

not lose her too.

hair, not knowing what to answer to

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

making it so hard for me to stay

the tender kiss made me want

cruel to me? Had I not suffered enough?

think of me. I am

somebody was piercing daggers through my skin, but

sure of that?” She said and took another step forward. She slowly reached for

the entire fortress I had built

to use was her dove like face and angelic

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

doubted they made girls like her anymore.

The monster you thought me to be…

repeated, fighting my own

go of my hand and simply took another step forward. She was too small, too fragile, but

hell.

was wrong. Based on what your friend told me and the way you treat your pack, I

closer to mine, too damn

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

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

for

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

just like that, I forgot

I had been denying for all these

my hands went around her small frame, wanting to kiss all

rest of the people

was kissing me and that

hands roamed over her bare back. I loved the way she was responding to me and my

to my desires. So I kissed her hungrily, passionately and

slid on that perfect, silky fabric that was clinging to

for a brief second, but