Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

Chapter 23

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Chapter 23

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Chapter 23

I gulped nervously as Callahan closed the door behind me. The door fell shut with a soft click and I could not help but suddenly realize that it was just us two in here.

“Take a seat” He pointed to one of the many chairs as he walked towards his desk.

I look around and found a notepad and pen lying on the desk. “May I?” I asked, and he nodded.

I took it, mostly to give my hands something to do than fidget nervously. I clicked the pen and asked,

“So, everybody tells me you do not love parties or fun. What type of event are you looking forward to in that case?” King Callahan pulled his big, plush chair and sat in it as I opened the notepad, waiting to scribble.

“I am not sure but something that makes everybody stop eating my head”

Okay, that was not the response I was expecting.

“Hmm, why do you hate socializing?” I asked, and he furrowed his eyebrows,

“I don’t hate socializing.”

I repeated. “I think you do”

Callahan placed his hands on the table and countered, “Did you not see the dozen or so people who were in a meeting with me?”

I shook my head as he mumbled, “Oh right, you did not. You were too busy dancing…in a towel.”

I looked away from him as I recalled the moment I had been doing my little happy dance and somehow ended

my stomach. on top of him. That memory was still enough to make butterflies riot in

I did not look up but merely threw in another question so that he would not elaborate on that towel dance again. “Either way, would you want the event to be held here or somewhere else?”

up naked

Callahan considered it, “Maybe, the front open grounds should be ideal. We can have it in the evening so not everybody is packed under the roof.”

I scribbled on my notepad – he hates partying.

I gave him a smile and looked up. “Great, anything that you absolutely don’t want to happen in the event. Like something you hate?”

Callahan scratched his chin, “Loud music. Please keep it soft”

I wrote down- he is boring.

calm down my nervousness and frustration.

choices and preferences, likes and dislikes and he

to time, he seemed to slip in some other

while as I got to know more about him. King Callahan did not have many friends as far as I gathered, he liked to keep to himself but

self–made man. King Callahan was as ruthless to the rogues and his

thought of him to be anything but a growling, angry man hulk so seeing him talk about

what color co–ordination or themes

pen in his hand and answered, “I am not sure. How about black?”

blinked at

are not going to somebody’s

and asked, “Well then you tell me what you have

on my chin and muttered, “softer shades of pink and white along with some

be nice.”

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said pink was almost

too bad at all as an

head as he muttered, “Pink?”

my head and said, “Of course, pink. It is a ball…a mating ball for Goddess sake, pink and red are the

love.”

and gave me an

believe in that?”

“Of course I do. Why else would the

mates.”

replied, “I am not sure, maybe she is running a marriage bureau or something up in

this guy. He was making fun of the moon Goddess, a deity

devoid of it. It is like saying the world does

fingers curled around the pen and I kept clicking it anxiously. He noticed my furstrtiaon but still continued,

someone? What makes

me in place. I felt transfixed as his golden eyes

and felt queasy and felt my

you don’t love someone does not

not buying it. He got up from his chair and walked past the large desk to

of me.

him standing in front of me, it felt as if I was gazing at the

hands on the

brought his face at eye–level with

predator who was mesmerizing to

on his jaw and my hand suddenly itched to brush the pad of my finger

He breathed and I

mind and told me no, he can’t allow me to touch his face?

before I would ask him what he meant and

love someone‘ not ‘you don’t

I gulped again as I saw his expressions and the way he looked at me expectantly, waiting for an answer.

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