Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

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Chapter 117

Zenovia

A light breeze caressed my cheek, making an idle strand of hair tickle my nose. I was in a deep sleep, but that somehow woke me up as the breeze kept my hair flying in my face.

My eyelids fluttered as I saw dots of yellow and orange flicker around in the air. My eyes swam into focus to realize that it was the sunrays filtering in through the windowpane.

It was nearing sunset, it seemed, as I slowly crouched up when I felt my throat go dry. It was rough as sandpaper and I wanted to drink some water from the bedside pitcher.

But moving was an effort. My bones seemed like they had turned to liquid fire and my muscles.

were sore.

With trembling hands, I reached for the pitcher and tried to pour myself a bit of water. I clumsily spilled the water on the sheets but managed to get some inside the glass.

After drinking the water a bit, I felt my throat was not completely dry, but I was still thirsty. So I simply took the pitcher and put the tip of it to my mouth, drinking like an animal.

After my thirst was quenched, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and looked around. I was wearing a long nightgown and was in my bed.

Who put me here? I looked down at my hands and felt my skin, but there were no visible wounds or injuries. But my body felt extremely sore.

-I kept trying to move as I slowly pulled the sheets away and moved my legs to place them down on

the floor.

In that effort, I clumsily dropped the glass on the floor that crashed into pieces the moment it touched the floor.

Wincing, I pushed my feet inside the slippers and the doors opened, revealing Maria’s kind face.

“Oh, you are up? That is great to know. I just have the right thing for you.”

She said as I tried to take a step forward in her direction, but stumbled and grabbed the bedpost for support.

Maria clicked her tongue reproachfully, “Tsk tsk. You are not supposed to start running around the moment you wake up.”

She said as my knees buckled and I plopped on the bed again.

“This is a special medicine that I often prepare after werewolf fights or pack wars. It should help you recover quickly.”

Maria said, holding a tall glass in front of me. It was filled with some greenish brown liquid and smelled of strong herbs.

I wrinkled my nose, but she insisted that I should drink it. “Where is Cal-, I mean the Lycan King?”

I asked, while reluctantly taking the glass from her.

“He is busy, and he specifically asked me to look after you.”

“You mean he asked you to keep me away from him.” I deadpanned.

Maria pursed her lips and replied, “I…I don’t know what exactly happened yesterday as I was busy

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the quarters. But since early morning, everybody is busy restoring the

her eagerly. “But did you see him? Is he okay?

and

bad shape. The curse…I guess it is

grim face. She caught my lie

I have been with werewolves all my life, so I do not feel threatened by them. But you have injured yourself way too many times and…and

glass on the side table and

you to tell me that

I only grew annoyed with the way he was trying to avoid me. Even yesterday, he kept pushing me away and now he was asking Maria to babysit me.

to let

in one go and

it would be better if

shook her head and repeated, “A werewolf under control is a beast, but a Lycan that has

there for me when nobody was. I was not an ungrateful person to turn my

I stepped to the side and then made my way outside the room. I did not have to wonder where he could be. My feet

to be outside it and standing guard, but

better, I thought and stormed

are doing?” I shouted. But there was nobody to answer.

office was empty. If he was not

thing that would make him slog

out.

the huge gym where he had trained me until I would

gym door was open, and I slowly stepped inside, roaming my eyes all over the huge space. And there he was,

could only stare at his muscles as he lifted the weights effortlessly, repeating one set after another

admire his physique. He was built of pure muscle and he was overexerting himself, almost as if he had a death

in and slowly approached him as he grunted

more weight to

any indication that he had noticed my prese.

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even.

my stupid mind thought that it made him look even hotter.

here?” He asked without looking at me and

towards another

a curt voice, but I was only focused on the way he was straining himself,

in front of him, looking at him

was in no mood to listen to me.

are hurting me, so

up. At that, he looked at me, really

their attention on me and I recalled the way they

a deadly predator, but now, the gaze he threw at me was raunchy

walked towards me as I subconsciously took a

suggest you not just leave the gym, but also the mansion and my life. You

the way his breathing was ragged and see the way his veins

“But you-”

his hand on the wall,

fuck’s sake, Zenovia. Why can’t you listen to me when I tell you to do

fearing that he was going to attack

you at your lowest yesterday. And I can’t

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