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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

the next few minutes, I asked him various questions about his choices and preferences, likes

seemed to slip in some

him. King Callahan did not have many friends as far as I gathered, he liked to

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

thought of him to be 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 would you want

a pen in his hand and answered, “I am

blinked at

going to somebody’s

“Well then

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

would be

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was almost as if I had asked him

by the way, was not too bad

as he muttered, “Pink?”

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

love.”

and gave me an even

believe in

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

mates.”

she is running

He was making fun of the

of it. It is like saying the world does not need chocolates because I hate

pen and I kept clicking it anxiously. He noticed my furstrtiaon but still

love someone? What makes you so sure

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

and felt queasy and felt

don’t love someone

He got up from his chair and walked past the large desk to come and

of me.

was already quite tall so with me seated on the chair and him standing in front of me, it felt as if I was gazing at the tip of

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

at eye–level with me and I

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

hand suddenly itched

He breathed and I

and told me no,

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

someone‘ not ‘you don’t love someone…why is that?”

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

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