Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

Chapter 112

Zenovia

The lights of the arena suddenly flashed before my eyes and all I could feel was dizziness wash over me for a second.

I only faintly remembered Matteo rushing towards me and throwing me over his shoulder before depositing me on a stretcher.

Caroline’s sad and worried face as they took me away was the last thing I recalled before I blanked out.

The sun was shining through the windowpane and I felt the warmth on my skin. The light hurt my eyes, and I slowly turned my face away from the light to shield my eyes.

I was exhausted. Beyond exhausted.

Every single muscle in my body hurt and every single bone felt like it had cracked. My limbs were sore, my joints creaking, and my skin felt hot.

I was sweating as if I had run a marathon. My throat was also parched. I tried to wake myself up, but my eyes did not want to open. They felt like they weighed a ton.

But I forced my eyelids to flutter…to move…to do just about anything. After what felt like a monumental effort, I managed to lift my eyelids…barely.

From the slit of my eyes, I tried to look around. I was not in a familiar place. It was all plain white and dull.

I could vaguely make out the white curtain blowing in the soft breeze and the pale windows. My eyes slowly roamed through the space and then noticed a huge bulky frame sitting in a sharp contrast to the whites around me.

My eyes tried to focus on the figure seated in front of me, and I noticed two yellow balls. No, not yellow…bright golden.

Those were the eyes that would always rob me of my breath. Problem was that they were staring intently at me. Murderously, maybe.

I could not think of anything else and panic made my eyes shut down and my back fall to the bed again.

It did not take much time for me to fall asleep. The little effort had cost

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me a lot of energy. I was not sure when exactly it was that I woke up again.

I twisted and turned in my bed, fisting my hands in the sheets as I felt my head would explode. A searing hot pain tore through my brain, traveling through all the nerves before reaching every single cell in my body.

Fighting the pain was an effort I was not wiling to take. Lying down was easy. Letting my brain drift to oblivion easier.

But just as I thought that, a voice spoke to me.

“I knew you would take the easy way out”

hint of mockery and despite the pain, I found the urge to get up from my bed and smack

was, I was too weak to

exhaustion wash over me again, I opened my eyes and pushed myself up on my elbows in a sitting position.

you up?” He asked and I tried my best to ignore

to have sensed it, for he slowly, purposefully got up from the chair and methodically reached for the jar of water placed on the

sound of water pouring in the glass

word, I grabbed the

my throat was burning as were my

water jar above my glass, but with unsteady hands I reached for the jar and put it straight to my lips. After drinking it all, and almost spilling a good amount

said in a disappointed voice and took the jar away from my hands as I wiped my mouth with the back

little. Though my head was still hurting, I could look around with better

“Where am I?”

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on my temples as another wave of pain coursed through my head. Memories

holding and twisting my leg, a bit of

trials and probably

chair beside my bed and sat in front

recalled what glorious adventure you set off on without my permission. And I don’t think I have it in me to keep asking why you keep doing stuff I don’t want you to. So, instead, I will

calm and

“Shower” I croaked.

asked with a baffled look.

food,” I said, and at that exact moment, my stomach rumbled

“With him or without him?”

him in the shower. That

instead a chuckle escaped his lips. The chuckle turned into full blown laughter as he began howling, clutching his stomach with his

want food….this girl

getting up from the chair and raking a hand through his hair. I looked up at him warily

he laughed and his eyes

stared at him for a second, stupidly, until he banged a hand on

around and was upon me.

how risky it was for you

looked at him in confusion, and he

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passed out for almost twelve hours. And you had not eaten anything before you decided to

ate eggs…” I

He yelled, and I placed

and I tried to

he stabbed a finger in the