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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

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

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

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

as ruthless to the rogues and his enemies. as he was kind

hulk so seeing him talk about

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

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

blinked at

not going to somebody’s funeral, you

and asked, “Well then you tell me what you have in mind.”

tapped the end of the pen on my chin and muttered, “softer shades of pink and white

would be nice.”

Chapter 23

me when I said pink was almost as if I had

by the way, was not too bad at all as

head as he muttered,

a ball…a mating ball for Goddess

love.”

twirling his pen and gave me

believe in

piercing and I felt unnerved by his stare. “Of course I do. Why else would the moon

mates.”

she is running a

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

you can’t love somebody does not mean the world is devoid of it. It is like saying the world does not need chocolates because I hate

kept clicking it anxiously. He

someone? What makes you so sure of

I

shivered and felt queasy and felt my hands suddenly grow

don’t love someone does not mean nobody needs

was not buying it. He got up from his chair and walked past the

of me.

in front of me, it felt as if

his hands on the armrests

at eye–level with me and I gulped

fierce predator who was mesmerizing to look at but also very dangerous to

suddenly itched to brush the pad of my finger against it.

breathed and I blinked furiously.

and told me no,

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

love someone‘ not ‘you don’t

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

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