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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servants inside the quarters. But since early morning, everybody is busy

eagerly. “But did you see

saw the concern in my voice and I saw the way her shoulders sagged.

bad shape. The curse…I guess it is

She caught my

and…and it is

glass on the side table and

to tell me that

the way he was trying to avoid me. Even yesterday, he

not going to let

I lifted the glass, swallowed the contents in one go and placed it back on the side table with a

be better if you don’t try to

under control is a beast, but a Lycan that has lost his control is truly a monster. Choose wisely.”

Callahan had been there for me when nobody was. I was not an ungrateful person to turn my back on him if I could do

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

be outside it and standing guard,

thought and stormed

are doing?” I shouted. But

If he was not

one more thing that would make him slog and

out.

and headed towards the huge gym where he had trained me until I

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

stare at his muscles as he lifted the weights effortlessly, repeating one set after another without breaking in

to me, so I took a moment to admire his physique. He was built of pure muscle and he was overexerting himself, almost as if

and slowly approached him as

more weight to the rod.

give any indication that he had noticed my prese. And he looked very angry,

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even.

my stupid mind thought that it made

at me and I answered, “I came to talk

floor and went towards another

but I was only focused on the way he was

of him, looking at him through the gaps in the huge

hurting yourself,” I said, but he was in no

now, you are hurting me, so just go.”

At that, he looked at me, really looked

eyes turned their attention on me and I recalled the way they had shone a rich

gaze he threw

bars and walked towards me as I subconsciously took a

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

his breathing was

“But you-”

began, but he slammed his hand

you listen to me when I tell you

fearing that he was going to attack me, but his hand ended on the wall beside

your lowest yesterday. And I can’t

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