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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

I asked him various questions about his choices and preferences, likes

he seemed to slip in some other world and

more about him. King Callahan did not have many friends as far as I

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

never thought of him to be anything but a growling, angry man hulk so seeing him talk about his people with care was

colors, what color co–ordination or themes would

twirling a pen in his hand and

at

to somebody’s funeral, you

asked, “Well then

and muttered, “softer shades of pink and white along with some flowers here and

be

Chapter 23

gave me when I said pink was almost as if I had asked him to strip for me.

way, was not too bad at all as an

shook my head as

head and said, “Of course, pink. It is a ball…a mating ball

love.”

stopped twirling his pen and

You believe in

unnerved by his stare. “Of course I do. Why else would the moon Goddess

mates.”

is running a marriage bureau

making fun of the

is devoid of it. It is like saying the world does

clicking it anxiously. He noticed my furstrtiaon but

love someone? What makes you so sure

in place. I felt transfixed as his golden eyes stared straight at me, right into my

felt queasy and felt my

love someone does not mean nobody

from his chair and walked past the large desk to come and

of me.

front

slowly lowered his head, and placed his hands on the armrests of the chair I

his face at eye–level with me and

a lion to me, both handsome and deadly, a fierce predator who was mesmerizing to look at but also very dangerous to

light stubble on his jaw and my hand suddenly itched to

breathed and

and told me no, he can’t

what he meant and blabbered something sheepishly,

can’t love someone‘ not ‘you

asked, his face a hair’s breadth away from me. I gulped again as I saw his expressions and

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