Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

Chapter 91

The ride to the lake was slow and I could not help but feel the tension in the air, in the small cabin space of the car with just me and Callahan.

I had blurted out my fascination with him quite stupidly, unabashedly, if I might add, and I could not even blame having done that under the influence of alcohol.

If he simply played with my emotions and left me broken, it would leave me with nowhere to go.

I fidgeted with my fingers as Callahan drove the car in silence: The drive was short, but it felt like an eternity before we reached there.

I could see the way he was clutching the steering wheel and the way he was looking outside, the veins in his throat almost popping out.

Had I freaked him out? Definitely not. He was the King of werewolves, for Goddess’ sake. How could someone like me unnerve him?

I tried to focus on the scenery outside. Just like last time, it was dark and I could faintly see the varying shades of green when the car’s light shone on them.

Callahan drove the car gently, and I leaned on the window, trying to calm my jittery nerves.

I had to focus on awakening my wolf. For better or worse, now Callahan would witness either my success or my failure to do

I had to ignore my fascination with him and focus on how to shift. I would not have the courage to meet his eyes if I failed yet again.

My gaze inadvertently traveled to the sky above. The night was getting darker, and the moon was hidden behind the trees and a few clouds.

There was a light dusting of the stars in the sky, just like my dress, I thought with a smile.

In the next few minutes, we reached the lake.

Callahan turned the ignition off and finally turned to look at me. His golden eyes were a stark contrast to the dark shade all around me.

Those eyes looked even more enticing in the serene atmosphere around us.

spot where you

stepping out. The first

area, and I tore my gaze away from

small clearing

moonlight was falling directly on the land, on the soft blades of grass that twinkled with water

word, I began walking towards the spot, careful not

walked and I did my best to ignore the sensation

clearing and stood directly under the spot, gathering the folds of my

• then at me and nodded

good to

would happen. Would I immediately feel a tingling sensation and grow fur? Or would I roll in the mud like

folds. When I looked up a bit again,

like that,” I managed to utter.

did not

what?” He asked.

nervous,” I added, biting

eyebrow. “You asked me to be

rolled my eyes. “Not

but turned his attention

She is making some odd noises. Meanwhile, you soak in the moonlight,

I was relieved that he was around but not staring down at me like a teacher anticipating their student to perform well

shining moon and clasped my hands together, “O dear Goddess of Moon. I am not sure what prayer one offers to you to wish for something. But I hope you are hearing my pleas and can see me now. I pray to you to grant me my wish, of making me whole. A werewolf is incomplete without their wolf. Please complete me

saw that Callahan had thrown the car’s hood

the curse. He is your child, too. He

at the moon with my

after looking up for a while, my gaze

sleeves rolled and was working on something. I could only stare

to have lived a long life and suffered at the hands of fate. He was

He could repair cars, fight bad guys, dance, train a late bloomer like me, and rule a

He asked without turning

brought me back to reality,