Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

Chapter 141

I felt bad lying to Callahan, but I had not lied completely. I did need some stuff for myself and just being in the mansion felt restrictive to me.

I had to go out on my own and look around. Not that we were in too remote of a location as this was all werewolf territory, but the human settlement was close by and I had not really interacted much with them except Harry, who left a sour taste in my mouth.

Callahan asked me to take any car from the garage and asked one of the servants to drive for me. But I knew that was another ploy of him wanting me to be safe and secured, and probably also under his watch, so I politely declined.

“No, Cal. As I said, I wish to go get stuff on my own.”

“Yeah, it was just a suggestion”

I shook my head and pressed a kiss to his forehead as he mumbled, “Thank you for being there for me”

“I will always be”

I replied as he got busy with his work and I left the office. I sprinted towards the garage and hastily grabbed one of the keys from the hangers, having all the keys by the wall.

I glanced at the watch and was relieved that I still had an hour. The taxi had taken not more than that time to reach the bar.

Plus, I had a phone to follow the map instead of depending on strangers to guide me. So I hopped into one of the not too flashy sedans, fastened my seat belt, and drove the car outside the gate, taking my first step outside the mansion on my own without any worries.

My mind was not too nervous about meeting Sid. I knew I was strong enough to handle him. Plus, I sensed he was trying really hard to win my

trust.

Staying true to his word, he had not made any contact with me over months and only messaged me when he found some information about

the Rogue King. My nails did dig into the steering wheel when I thought about him.

There was not much to go on about him, no face, no name, nothing. He had appeared out of nowhere and was threatening not just the alphas but

Callahan too. And he was aware of my existence and somehow knew I was linked to Callahan.

I had one eye glued on the phone while the other was on the road as I drove through the bustling city streets. It was nice to see people go on about their daily lives, oblivious to the existence of werewolves or lycans or rogues.

Sometimes, I wished I had really come to stay in the human town and lived an ordinary life. But that was before I heard about Callahan’s true story. Now, I wished to stay with him and give him a peaceful, quiet life.

the moon Goddess were far from my reach, but

glancing in the rear view mirror from time to time. I would not be/ surprised if Callahan asked

to really buy some stuff for myself instead of returning empty

Callahan handed me his credit card. I had some money in my savings that I used to put in my piggy bank sinc childhood and was planning to

I take the card and buy whatever I wanted with worrying about the

that long, and I reached the bar pretty quickly. However, instead of going inside directly, I called Sid.

are you?” I asked when he picked up

my way. Just give me five

of car honks from his side, thanks to my

would pounce on him the minute he tried to

you think we should go somewhere else?” Thunder spoke in my head.

“Why?” I asked.

at daytime and the

first, the bar looked like an ordinary place but Thunder’s words made me rethink.

the bar from the outside, I did not feel comfortable going inside it. It looked mostly empty and doubted who could be lurking behind those tinted glass walls. The last time I came here at night, there was a lot of crowd and lights so I missed out on noticing it but now

I thanked my wolf and spoke to Sid who had yet to disconnect the phone.

want to talk to you somewhere more open. Is there

I asked.

was quick to reply, “I promise, Zen. I am not going to kidnap

through my phone and quickly found a cafe that was just

at Friends Cafe.”

not coming to that bar.

I am coming to

phone and drove to the Cafe, it was a small cafe but right

with so many people watching. Thunder’s intuition had possibly

sat by a table, not too far away from the other customers yet not too close

breakfast, so I just looked around and within a minute I heard the sound of

a red shirt and black pants. His eyes scanned through the area before they glued

his features changed. There was relief in his eyes. He waved at me and I gave him a cursory smile

he looked. He seemed worried and

his eyes, and he looked more athletic and rugged. The boyish look on his face had been replaced by that

had