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 restoring the

did

my voice and I saw the

bad shape. The curse…I guess it is slowly taking

grim face. She caught

so I do not feel threatened by them. But you have injured yourself way too many times and…and it is not safe for you with the Rogue King running behind you. Maybe you should just leave the castle and start living in

the side table and

bet he told you to tell me that as well.”

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

was not going to let

one go and placed

would be better if you

control is a beast, but a Lycan that has lost his control is truly a monster.

nobody was. I was not an ungrateful person to turn my back on him if I could do

I did not have to wonder where he could be. My feet automatically went towards

and standing guard, but there was nobody.

better, I thought and stormed inside the

are doing?” I shouted. But there

he was not working, where else could he

recalled one more thing that would make him slog and sweat until he passed

out.

gym where he had

was open, and I slowly stepped inside, roaming my eyes all over the huge space. And there he was, at the far end of

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

was turned to me, so I took a moment to admire his physique. He was built of

approached him as he

more weight to the rod.

he had noticed my prese.

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even.

somehow my stupid mind thought that it

me and I answered, “I

the floor and went towards another machine and

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

of him, looking at

I said, but he was in no mood to listen to

are hurting me, so just go.”

that, he looked at me,

golden eyes turned their attention on me and I recalled the way

night he had looked like a deadly predator, but now, the gaze he threw

of the bars and walked towards me as I

but also the mansion and my life. You can go anywhere you want.”

could hear the way his breathing was ragged and see

“But you-”

began, but he slammed his hand on

can’t you listen to me when

to attack me, but his hand ended on the

your lowest yesterday. And I can’t leave you

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