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Chapter 23

Zenovia

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.

me calm down my nervousness and frustration.

choices and preferences, likes and dislikes

to time, he seemed to slip in some other world and

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 adored his beta, gamma and Drusilla.

and was a self–made man. King Callahan was as ruthless to the rogues and his enemies. as he was kind to his

anything but a growling, angry man hulk so seeing him talk about his people with care was unexpected for me.

colors, what color co–ordination or themes

and answered, “I am not sure. How about

at

to somebody’s funeral, you know.”

gave me a look and asked, “Well then you tell me what you have

my chin and muttered, “softer shades of pink

would be

Chapter 23

me when I said pink was almost

the way, was not too bad at all as an

head as he

course, pink. It is a ball…a mating ball for Goddess sake, pink and red are the colors of

love.”

twirling his pen and gave me an even look.

You believe in that?”

“Of

mates.”

not sure, maybe she is

He was making fun of

it. It is like saying the world does not need

curled around the pen and I kept clicking it

makes you so sure of

to calm my nerves as his gaze held me in place. I felt transfixed as his golden eyes stared straight at me,

queasy and felt my hands suddenly grow

‘don’t…just because you don’t love someone does

it. He got up from his chair and walked

of me.

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

his head, and placed his hands on the armrests of the chair I had been

with me and I

a fierce predator who was mesmerizing

the light stubble on his jaw and my hand suddenly itched to brush the pad of my finger against it.

breathed and

just read my mind and told me no, he can’t allow me to touch

what he

‘you can’t love someone‘ not ‘you don’t

as I saw his expressions and the way he looked at me expectantly, waiting for

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