Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

Chapter 140

I paced through the room, thinking about how to get out of the mansion. Callahan would freak out if he learned I tried running away again.

Plus I also thought he would come to check on me if I did not show up in a few hours. Yesterday night was rather….eventful.

If I suddenly vanished from my room after learning all about his past, he would think I shunned him or was second guessing my decision to be his anchor.

I had to act smart.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to go meet him. Thus, I quickly dried my hair, put on casual clothes, simple jeans, and a cream colored top, and headed outside my room.

The day had already begun, and it was almost time for breakfast. I climbed down the stairs and looked around to spot him. But he was nowhere to be found.

My feet automatically turned to the dining area as I saw the servants and Martha starting to set up the table.

Martha was holding a stash of dishes in her hand, and I almost bumped into her.

“Watch your step,” she said, not in an unkindly voice.

“Sorry,” I replied, earning a smile from her.

“Just in time for breakfast. I was wondering if you are not feeling well lately.” She said, placing the dishes on the table.

“Why would you think so?” I asked, plucking an apple from the bowl of fruits.

“You just look pale and tired. There are bags under your eyes, see” She pointed to my face, but I shrugged it off.

“Nothing a long day of blissful sleep can’t fix”

After a bit of a chitchat, I asked the question I really wanted to.

“Where is the Lycan King?”

She had gone in the kitchen to get some more stuff, so she answered me while continuing her work.

“Oh, he has been holed up in his office since last night. Only left to shower and was back to work, I think.”

I blushed at the memories the mention of his office desk brought up. “Do we have any guests?”

“None that I know of.”

That was a relief. She was busy preparing the breakfast dish for Callahan that I saw she was setting up with great care.

idea popped up

breakfast to his office”

thought you must be tired after the ordeal. It must

I blinked.

“Eh…”

is no easy feat. You should be resting for at

Oh, that.

her, “Look at me. I am fine. Just add my small dish to the

did

minutes later, I was balancing the tray in my hands while carrying it up the stairs, careful to not accidentally trip, and reached the outside of

tray on just one hand, I knocked on the door

louder this time yet there was no

but just pushed the door away with my elbow and walked inside.

I saw a sight that shocked

the table, his messy hair falling all over and he was….snoring.

to chuckle or make any noise as I gently placed the tray on one of the side tables and tiptoed my

around except him and the window was left slightly open, a

fluttered, and I only stood by

like a baby with his face resting on the back of his hand. My heart went out to him.

lot

to push away the strands of hair that were tickling his cheek and could not help

the hand that was not beneath his face reached for my waist

smiled and whispered, “Did I wake you up?”

not bother opening his eyes but pulled me closer and I continued caressing his

I don’t mind being woken up if

that.”

line as I played with his hair. His hand brushed my bare skin when his thumb skimmed over the waistband of my jeans and for a moment,

though it sounded more like a question. I hesitated and when I did not immediately answer, he

golden orbs of his eyes were shining brightly and in the warm morning sun, his eyes looked even pretty. Every inch of him was worth gawking at.

you are sleepy, maybe, you should go to your room to get some

He asked, and I tried to

turned around, too nervous to look him in

only made him straighten his back and stretch his body as he stifled

a yawn.

go wash my face first, then we

table on

he wouldn’t have to

was done, he returned from the washroom,

I dozed off but I have plenty of work to do.”