Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

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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

various questions about his choices and preferences, likes and dislikes and he answered

he seemed to slip in some other world and mull over about something.

for a while as I got to know more about him. King Callahan did not have many friends as far as I gathered,

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

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

if we talk about colors, what color co–ordination or themes would you want for the event?”

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

at him.

going to somebody’s funeral, you

gave me a look and asked, “Well then

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

be nice.”

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was almost as if I had asked him to strip

was not too bad at all as

as he

course, pink. It is a ball…a mating ball

love.”

pen and gave me an

believe in that?”

by his stare. “Of course I do. Why else

mates.”

not sure, maybe she is running a marriage bureau or something up

was making fun of the moon Goddess,

the world is devoid of it. It is like saying the world does not

clicking

love someone? What makes you so sure

his gaze held me in place. I felt transfixed as his golden eyes stared straight

and felt queasy and felt my hands suddenly

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

and

of me.

standing in front of me, it felt as if I was gazing at the tip of a large tower.

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

face at eye–level with me and

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

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

breathed and I

told me no, he can’t allow me to touch

I would ask him what he meant and blabbered something sheepishly, he added,

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

hair’s breadth away from me. I gulped again as I saw his expressions and the way he looked at me expectantly,