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Chapter 1

Being an alpha’s daughter is not all that it’s cracked up to be. Ask
me, I know that better than anyone else.

I, Zenovia Archer, was the daughter of Alpha Drake Archer of the

nightfall pack. And, technically I should receive all the love and
care of my father and mother.

But, I don’t.

That is because my mother left this world long ago. Being a b rd

child of an alpha is no worse than being an omega, especially if
your own father detests you.

My father, Alpha Drake, had been in search of his mate for a long
time after his first mate rejected him cruelly. My mother. used to
love him and she was his chosen mate but when he found his
fated mate, he left my mother without a second. thought.

Because that gave him the chance to have a legitimate heir.

My life turned upside down the day my father brought in his
current wife and our pack’s Luna, Celeste.

My mother and I were thrown out of our homes and sent to the
packhouse to live with the others. Technically, my father had
never given her the official title of a luna so she was just a
mistress to him and me, an illegitimate child.

My mother tried in vain to talk to my father, to beg him to at least

return to her for the sake of his daughter, me, but it was as if he
suddenly realized I was beneath him.

My mother died of heartbreak, leaving me alone and an orphan in

my own home. Luna Celeste and my stepbrother, Sid, left no
stone unturned to harass me.

My father blamed me for my mother’s death and everybody

simply adored the new Luna because she was the fated one, the
one moon goddess had sent to my dad after years of waiting.

All of my pack members believed that fated mates were far

superior to chosen mates. So, naturally, my life went downhill.
from the day Luna Celeste set foot in our home…in my home.
“Zenovia, where the hell are you?” Luna Celeste called out to me
from the alpha’s residence, a lavish bungalow nestled in the
woods, a bit far from the hubbub of the packhouse.

I was not allowed to enter the residence…which used to be my

home..unless it was for doing chores or if Luna Celeste needed
something.

I had accepted this life long ago. I knew that the life of a b d child
was no sunshine and rainbows but the life of a rogue was even
worse.

Rogues were hunted by the werewolves and would always end up

as s s or dead at the hands of alphas.

Compared to that, I was relatively safe.

“Y-yes Luna Celeste,” I dashed through the small room that was
initially the broom cupboard that I called my home now. And I did
not live alone, mice and c s gave me company on lonely nights.

It was quite early in the morning and I had fallen asleep late while
gazing out at the stars, talking to them as my mother believed we
turned to stars after we left the mortal world.

I found solace in talking to her while stargazing.

“What time is it?” Luna Celeste asked angrily and I stammered, “It
is s-six am, Luna Celeste”

“And where are my running shoes and the refreshments? How

many times have I asked you to keep everything ready before I go
on a jog?”

I nodded my head and rushed inside the large gym on the ground
floor where Luna, alpha, and my stepbrother, Sid trained.
sometimes. Luna Celeste had convinced my father that Sid was a
kid of her and her fated mate who died long back so Sid became
the rightful heir to the alpha title of our pack.

And everybody believed her.

Sid was opening the door from the inside when I dashed in and
the door hit him in the nose.
I placed my hand on my mouth and apologized profusely. “I am so
sorry, Sid. I did not see you.”

I spoke but he only glared at me angrily. “You did that purposely,

didn’t you?”

I tried to walk away from him but he blocked my way and stood
smirking at me. I nervously looked at the ticking clock on. the wall
and tried to speak, “Lu-Luna Celeste is waiting for me, please let
me get her stuff.”

But Sid only looked at me coldly and held my wrist before pulling
me close.

They say a b d child is as good as an omega. And do you know

what is the best quality of an omega?”

He held me close and looked at me with a wicked smile on his

face.

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“B-but you are…we are siblings….” I tried to protest as he snaked
his hand above my back and tried to push it down my jeans.

“Stepsiblings.” He corrected me and added,

“Come on, you are hot and I know you play hard to get but try to
find ways to bump into me,” He added, undoing the buttons of my
jeans.

“What? I don’t do that! I look at you as my brother!!”

I felt horrified and I pushed him away. He stumbled backward and

fell on one of the gym equipment before I hurriedly got Luna
Celeste’s stuff and ran out of the gym.

“You are going to pay for this b h,” He growled as he held a hand
to his forehead. A small bump was rising on it but I did not stay
around him long enough to hear more of his threats.

I had gotten used to his bullying and cheap acts by now. Wiping
away the tears that leaked from my eyes, I dashed toward Luna
Celeste who was glaring at me.
“I…I am sorry for making you wait, Luna Celeste. I tripped and fell,”
I lied to her. There was no other choice. I could not tell her that her
son was a total creep.

She would not believe me and instead, I would be subjected to

more punishment.

“You have gotten lazy as you do nothing but sleep and eat like a
pig all day,” She angrily took the shoes from me and put them on

When I stood meekly with my head down, she added, “I am going

to have a talk with Alpha Drake about cutting your expenses.
There is no need to fund your college tuition fees anymore.”

“No, please don’t,” I fell to her feet and begged for mercy.

She gave a smug smile as I desperately pleaded with her to not

do it. Though I had to slog and work like a full-time maid here,
being a daughter of the alpha, even if I was a b rd, allowed me
some perks.

I was not enrolled in prestigious colleges where all of the alpha

kids went to study but my school was decent. Of course, my being
a b d child was a closely guarded secret of our pack.

My father’s reputation would be tainted if word ever got out that

he had a b d child for my mother was not his fated mate. And I did
not mind it either.

School allowed me to stay away from most of my pack as nobody

went to that school. In fact, most of the kids who studied. there
were poor kids who had nowhere else to go but wanted to study.

Though the kids in my pack laughed at me for studying in the

cheapest school, I was happy that I was allowed to study and
could make friends there who did not know anything about my life
back home. As most of the kids were kids of omegas or orphans,
it was easy to lie about my lineage.

I wore full sleeves to hide the scars and wounds I would get from
the beating and would show up in school with a happy face.

That was the only good thing in my life and I did not want that to
be taken away from me.

“Please Luna Celeste, I will do everything you ask. I will also never
show my face again to you if you want.”

I pleaded as tears spilled out of my eyes freely. I hated to be so

weak, so vulnerable but I had no choice. There was nowhere. for
me to go.

My words only made Luna Celeste look at me with contempt. Her

gaze hardened as she muttered,

“That is the best thing you’ve spoken in a long time.

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Zenovia

I looked at Luna Celeste in confusion, wondering what she meant

by that.

But she only smirked and replied. “In two days, we might have
some guests come over. Ensure that everything is sparkling clean
and that nothing is out of place or you know the consequences.”

She warned me before setting off to jog. I let out a sigh of relief
when she left and I took deep breaths to calm my heart.

I had dodged the bullet by not letting her think of cutting off my
college fees. As long as I was allowed that, I was okay to work
and clean the packhouse for eternity.

Now that she was gone, I decided to head back to my room and
quickly change and run to my school before Sid or his gang of
friends found me to bully.

Thus, I quickly showered in the ice-cold water dribbling from the

shower and changed into my clean jeans and a loose T-shirt. I
only had one hoodie so I wore it anyways.

Picking up my backpack, I stepped out of the territory before

anyone else spotted me. That was the perk of being an early bird.

I did not mind the walk to the school as it allowed me to clear my

head. The narrow path was filled with a lot of trees and I had
gotten into the habit of admiring the beauty of nature as I went to
school.

I reached the school gate and found a slew of cars parked outside.

There were also a lot of men, all wearing black and having huge
and massive body frames. They stood in attention outside the
gates as they looked around, alert for the slightest noise.

I wondered what was going on. Our school was in the most
isolated place and we never had any bigshots pay us a visit.
So, it attracted quite a bit of attention from all the students and
even staff, all of whom were clamoring to get a good look at
something.

I heard somebody yelling angrily and amidst the crowd I saw my

friend, Cole, rising in the air. A big muscular hand was gripping
him tightly by the neck and Cole was flailing his hands and legs in
the air wildly, trying to get out of the vice-like grip.

My eyes went wide as I ran towards the crowd and tried pushing
through the onlookers. Cole was one of my good friends. and I did
not want to see him hurt.

When I managed to get in the front I saw a huge man holding him
by the throat. The man was literally made of nothing but. muscles
and had a stone-cold look on his face.

“If you dare raise your voice again in front of the king I will kill
you.”

I ran up to the man and yelled at him, “Leave Cole alone!!”

He ignored me as Cole tried to speak, “II was not talking to the

king, beta Matt.”

But that did not satisfy Matt who squeezed Cole’s neck harder. I
could see his veins popping out and I panicked.

So I simply took my backpack and swung it blindly, connecting it

with Matt’s abdomen.

“Leave him!”

Matt obviously did not budge but he was surprised by my act. I

saw him turn to look back and my gaze followed his eyes and
noticed that he was looking at the dean’s office.

The windows were closed and the blinds were partially drawn but
I saw a pair of eyes looking at the scene through the slit in the
blinds. Even from afar, I could see that they were golden, the color
of fire.

Those eyes, however, were not looking at Matt but at me. They
were fierce and held a predatory gaze which made me
involuntarily take a step back.
Some silent communication, maybe through a mind link seemed
to pass between Matt and that mysterious guy inside the dean’s
office.

He dropped Cole and looked at the crowd with furrowed eyebrows

and everybody just ran away, leaving me and Cole on the ground.

Matt and the other men left too as I helped Cole get up.

“Are you okay?”

I asked Cole as he massaged his neck. He ignored my question

and I looked around to find his glasses.

They were lying on the ground with his backpack so I picked all
his stuff up. When I straightened my back, I saw those golden
eyes looking at me again.

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I felt an uneasy sensation gnawing at me but ignored it and went

back to Cole while handing over his glasses. “Girl, are you insane?
You just hit Beta Mateo of the-”

I cut him off.” I don’t care if he was the beta of some s id pack. He
was hurting you and nobody messes with my friend.”

He took his backpack from me as I muttered, “Too many people

treat us like s t already. We don’t need more.”

“Huh? What do you mean? Did something happen at home?” He

asked but I shook my head, “Don’t bother. Let us get you to the
school medic.”

Cole placed his hands on my shoulders and replied, “I am okay

Zen. Beta Matt just got confused. It was a misunderstanding,
that’s it.”

I looked back at the retreating figure of the Beta who entered the
dean’s office while the rest of them stood in attention outside.
Just why did every alpha, and beta treat the less privileged like dirt?

The golden eyes were still on us, I could feel them on my back.
They were observing us as I threw Cole’s hands over my shoulder
and helped him get to the medic.
I found the stare to be unnerving, not in a creepy sort of way but I
imagined that face to be cold and calculative as he looked at a
small girl helping her skinny friend get up from the ground.

“Who are these people and why are they here anyway?” I asked
Cole as we left the school ground and entered the building.

“Not sure, many people say many things. Some say that the lycan
king came here to donate some money to the school, others said
some alpha is looking for able students to work as his guards. I
also heard some say the Lycan king came looking for his mate.”

I furrowed my eyebrows.

“What would make the Lycan king come to our school of all
places? They would go to the top institutes for that.”

I muttered and Cole only shrugged his shoulders. I helped him get
to the medic who examined him and my gaze flitted to the
window agam The eyes were still on me and I tried not to give in
to the unease that settled in my heart as we walked into the
medic’s office, cutting off my eye contact with the golden-eyed
guy.
Little did I know he had come looking for one person
specifically.me.

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Callahan

(Earlier the same day)

I stood looking outside the glass window of my large mansion, my
hands perched on the windowsill.

“What do you see?” I asked the girl standing behind me. She was
wearing an elegant white dress and her long flowy hair was tied in
a loose bun.

“It does not work like that, my king,” she said again

“Make it work,” I replied and I heard the defeated sigh that left her
lips.

She slowly walked in my direction, looking out the window to

stand beside me.

“How much time do I have?” I asked and she replied, “I am not

sure, a few weeks, maybe just two days.”

A mirthless chuckle left my lips. “To think that the lycan king is at
the mercy of fate and a seer who is not of much help.”
Drusilla pursed her lips. I could hear the pain in her voice as she
replied, “I cannot help you if you won’t help yourself, my king. We
all have our fates prewritten. Yours asks you to finally walk the
path you have been avoiding”

“Fate….destiny your divine Moon Goddess…do you even believe in

being in charge of your own life?”

I clenched my hands into fists and took a deep breath to control

my anger. Drusilla was not the cause of my pain or misery and
there was no use lashing at her.

“Fine, I will go take a look. But I won’t promise anything.”

A relieved smile appeared on Drusilla’s face as she bowed her

head, “Very well, my king. I hope you do not ignore the signs.”

I shook my head and walked out of the mansion. Half an hour

later, I was in a car with my beta traveling to prominent packs
under our rule. Drusilla was seated beside me.

“What is it that we are looking for exactly, my king?” Mateo, my

beta, asked me as he drove the car.
1 let out a frustrated sigh.

“An anchor.”

Mateo’s hands almost slipped from the steering wheel and the
car swiveled a bit before he regained his control of the car.

“Matt, I don’t want to get killed.”

“Sorry, my king. But what made you finally change your mind?”

I looked outside the car window as we traveled through a less-

traveled path. I did not want everybody to just clamor around us
so I asked him to drive through the fairly secluded roads.

I wanted to use that time to think and clear my head. As much as I

hated Drusilla’s words, I knew she was right.

She had proved herself time and again. I had to trust her if I did
not want everything to turn to dust. Even if it meant doing the
things I despised and loathed.
And while we were traveling through the roads I felt an uneasy
sensation crawl up my spine. It made me restless and I suddenly
felt claustrophobic despite the AC being on full blast and the air
being chilly around us.

I felt as if my heart was being squeezed so I immediately yelled,

“Stop the car!”

“Here? Why what happened?” Matt asked but I ignored him and
threw the car door open.

I almost fell down from the car as I stumbled outside and leaned
against the stone wall, gasping for breath.

Drusilla and Matt came running after me as I took in deep breaths

to calm my nerves.

What was happening to me? I had never felt such a thing before.

“We are
outside

le a school, perhaps resting a bit should do fine. We have been

traveling for five hours.”

I raised my hand, “No, I should be fine,” as I got up. But Matt and
Drusilla insisted that we take a break.

Thus, Matt stationed everybody outside the gate and a few

manned us as I and Drusilla went to the dean’s office.

The dean almost toppled his chair when he saw me. He

immediately bent his head low and greeted me.

“K-King Callahan, to what do I owe the pleasure of having your

company? Had you given an advanced intimation, we would have
arranged a welcome party.”

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“We were just traveling and the king thought of taking a break. We
would leave in some time.”

The dean immediately called some people to tend to us but I

ignored him. Drusilla could look at them and keep them off The.

Not wanting to hear their rambling, I walked near the window and
saw Matt holding some lanky kid by the throat.

I shook my head. Matt had always been a hothead and was

fiercely loyal to me. So I believed that the kid must have done or
said something against me.

Not that I cared. Everybody knew I was cursed so calling me a

cursed king was not actually a far cry from the truth. I was cursed
to not have a mate on that fateful night which still haunted me to
this day.

I had almost turned around but then I saw a girl come out of the
crowd and yell angrily at Matt. She had a strange aura, one I could
not quite decipher.

She was wearing ordinary clothes and was too skinny and two
heads shorter than Matt. But, she put her hands on her hips and
glared at him, asking him to put her friend down.

It was amusing to see her try to stand against a beta of a lycan

king. Not many would do that. While Matt ignored her, she took
her backpack and swung it straight at Matt.

“Ouch, that must have hurt,” I spoke to my beta through the mind
link, teasing him a little.

He turned to look in my direction and I could feel him roll his eyes,
“I should just put this kid and the little girl six feet under the
ground.”

I snorted as my eyes traveled to her. She was a feisty little one but
I could not see her properly.

Her hood covered most of her face. But when she saw that Matt
was relentless, she bent down and picked up her backpack again.

It was then that I saw her face.

And the moment I saw her there was this odd pain in my chest
again, the same feeling of unease I had felt earlier. But it was not
just pain that I felt upon seeing her.

There was some relief and an odd sense of familiarity.

What was wrong? I could not understand. I was seeing this girl for
the first time yet why did I feel the intense need to keep her close?

But before Matt would cause any further scene, I ordered, “Let the
kid go and come here.”

Matt reluctantly let go of the kid who fell down. The girl
scampered to gather his belongings and our eyes met again.

The unease returned with a fierce intensity that made me gasp

again. Every nerve in my body told me to grab her and never let go
of her, to hold her in my embrace, to kiss her sweet lips, and to-I s
d back and Drusilla came rushing to me, her voice filled with
concern.

“Are you alright?”

But my eyes were still on the girl as she walked away with her
friend. She looked back in my direction once again and my lycan
growled in my head, not happy that she was walking away.

Weird. What was going on?

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Zenovia
For some reason, the dean announced that the lessons were over
early and we were all sent to our homes.

I groaned, not wanting to return to the packhouse so soon. It was

still 5 hours before school lessons ended and I did not want to
show up early and be thrown more work or get bullied.

But there was no choice.

I let out a sigh and gloomily bid Cole goodbye for the day as we all
left for our respective homes. The trees and flowers did. not cheer
me up as I dreaded going back early and finding Sid waiting for
me with his gang to punish me for my mistake.

I sneaked up in my cabin through the side, making my way

through the bushes instead of walking in through the main
entrance.

The wooden floor usually creaked a bit as the cabin was never
covered under maintenance so mostly I had to beg someone to
fix anything broken or try to somehow get it fixed myself.
1 did not want anybody to know I had arrived home early and
wanted to just snuggle up in my bed and catch some sleep.

With that in mind. I tiptoed around the bushes, carefully not to

step on any wooden planks when I heard my name.

I froze in my tracks, fearing somebody had seen me and would

now be dragged to wash clothes or do the dishes but it was my
so-called family talking about me.

They were unaware of my presence so I decided to lay low and

eavesdrop on their conversation. The voice came from my
father’s office which was just near the gym

I strained my ears wondering what made them talk about me. So, I
went on my knees and literally crawled through the shrubs to
reach the backside of the office.

I could not see the entire office because the wall and the shrubs
blocked half of my view.
“This cannot be happening. We are not ready,” I heard Luna
Celeste’s voice.

My father looked worried as he replied, “I know, he was going to

show up after two days but I just got the news that he is on the
way to our territory.”

The voice of my stepbrother reached me, “What does he want

from us?”

“I have no idea, son. I wish I knew so that I could have offered him
something. Having him on our side is crucial to our pack.”

“The rogues are getting pretty loud and violent. They attacked a
few neighboring packs last week.”

“Maybe it is that he wants to come here and see how things are
going? We are one of the strongest packs in this area so naturally,
he would want to have a word with you.”

Sid tried to bootlick my father who gave him a warm

smile…something that he had stopped giving me.
No matter how hard I worked or did anything for him, I was always
ignored and given the cold shoulder.

“I’ve heard that the Lycan king is getting restless about the rogue
attacks and he has decided to set foot in our territory after ages,
he wants to take a look at things up close or so I heard.”

Luna Celeste grew worried and she neared my father, giving his
hand a gentle squeeze.

“We need to pacify him before he subjects us to his ire. We

already have the threat of the rogues looming over us.”

My father held her hand and kissed her knuckles, making her
blush. I could only try to not gag at the show of affection.

Sid walked up to my father and said, “How about we give him

some gift or tribute? That will bring us in his good books.”

My father got up from the chair and turned in the direction of the
window. I ducked as he walked near the window but thankfully the
bushes hid me.
“But he is the Lycan King, he already has money, fame, se ts
everything. What can we possibly give him?”

1 peered through the leaves and I saw a knowing look pass

between my half-brother and stepmother.

My heart began beating wildly as I had seen that look too many
times. It always meant something bad.

*The Lycan King has a keen eye for beauty. And Zenovia can pass
off as beautiful if we dress her appropriately”

My heart dropped to my stomach. I knew Sid disliked me but did

not know that he hated me so much.

Before my father could reply, Luna Celeste hurriedly added, “What

a brilliant idea, son! You are going to make a great alpha, one
day.”

She then walked up to my father and spoke, “Sid is right. Zenoviah

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pack. Get rid of her. That way your secret is safe.”

I almost did not want to hear what my father would say but I still
held on to a small ray of hope in my heart that maybe my father
would not agree to it that maybe he did not hate me that much.

But the words that left his mouth left me speechless.

“She is worthless, Celeste. The lycan king will not be pleased with
the offer.”

Tears stung in the back of my eyes. I dreaded what else my father

would say and wanted to run away from this place.

All my hopes of him having a change of heart had been crushed

already.

“Come on, Drake. She is beautiful, I have seen young men look at
her. We throw her at the Lycan King’s feet and he walks away
from here without asking too many questions. That way we get rid
of her, your secret is safe and we also have a good standing in his
eyes.”
“Are you sure that this will work, Celeste? I don’t want him to look
too deeply into our administrative decisions or finances. We
already owe him alot.”

Celeste batted her eyelashes and took my father’s face in her

hand. She kissed him and I again tried not to puke as she
continued,

“I want the best for our pack…for you. Think of this as a deal,
darling. The lycan king comes to us and we offer him a beautiful s
e for free. Would he not be pleased to be offered an alpha’s
daughter? Nobody knows she is a b d. You could just say your
first fated mate died and then you found me. So he will be more
than happy to receive her as an offering.”

Celeste continued to convince my father and those words felt like

hot iron was being poured into my ears. She was talking about me
as if I was some lifeless object to offer to a beast.

The lycan king was known to be fierce, ruthless, and very c g. And
that he was cursed to not have a mate. I did not want to be stuck
with someone who did not love me but would just use me for his
needs.
I had been living with her for so many years. How could she not
have even an ounce of sympathy for me?

Had she already not gotten her revenge after my mom’s death
and throwing me out of my own house?

While I tried to calm my raging heart, she pressed on. “Can you
think of a better solution, Drake?”

Before my father could say a word, Sid chimed in.

“I thought I should keep this hidden but I don’t think I can hide it
anymore. Zenovia…she she has been trying hard to get into my
pants.

“What?” My father turned to look at him with an aghast face. I

pretty much had the same reaction and I could not believe my
ears.

Celeste ran towards Sid and held him close as he continued,

“Just today morning when mom asked her to get her shoes,
Zenovia purposely ran into me and kissed me forcibly. When I
pushed her away saying that I think of her as a sister, she said
that we are step-siblings so there is nothing wrong. When I still
said no, she hurled a dumbbell at me.”

Celeste looked at him with horrified eyes and caressed his

forehead, “Oh my G d, I cannot believe this, Sid. Why didn’t you tell
us this before?”

Sid hung his head low, “I did not want Father to think I was
painting her in a bad light. I wanted to give her another chance but
every time she finds me alone….she pushes herself upon me and
says that she would tell everybody how I r*ped her if I don’t
agree.”

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My eyes were only on my father, waiting to hear him slap Sid but
he only had a disgusted look on his face.

Celeste added more fuel to the fire, “He is right. See this, Drake.
Do you see that welt on his forehead? Your b d daughter is a b h in
heat. She has no decency or honor.”

I wanted to go to my father and explain how Sid was the one who
was lying but the words he said next made me freeze in my tracks.
“To think that my blood runs in her veins…I cannot believe 1
birthed something so foul and petty. I should have never chosen a
mate but waited for you, Celeste. I feel so ashamed of myself.”

Luna Celeste and Sid exchanged a meaningful look but she

embraced my father and patted his back, “It is okay, you have us
now. Your real family.”

To say that I was stunned was an understatement. My life had

just hit a new low.

I heard my father utter those words and it was as if my heart had

stopped beating. My world was slowly beginning to crumble and
my mind went blank.

I should have run away, I should have shut my ears for the words
that would fall on my cars were no less than blades cutting into
my heart, twisting it until every last drop of blood had been wrung
out.

But somehow my feet were frozen.

My father turned his back to me and was facing Celeste and Sid. I
put a hand on my mouth to stop my whimpering from reaching
their ears.

The man who was supposed to love me, the father who should
have protected me at all costs added with contempt, “Celeste. Get
rid of her, what the lycan king does with her is none of my
business. She is dead to me.”

And just like that my world finally came crashing down, leaving
me shocked and breathless.

I sat frozen on the ground, holding my knees close as I digested

the words my ears had heard. They kept playing in my head over
and over until I could not take it anymore.

I wanted to cry, and I wanted to howl in pain but that was a luxury
I could not afford. Not right now.

So, I held back my tears and slowly crawled toward my cabin.

I lost my father today. I lost my family or whatever was left of it

today.
There was no point in living in this pack anymore. I would cry and
break down when I was away from them. Now, I only wanted to
get away from these people.

I paid attention that no one was around and suddenly I felt glad
that the dean had asked us to leave early. I would not have heard
the conversation earlier and I would have just wasted my days
here, trying to please my father and harbor a false hope that one
day he would love me back just like before.

That was never going to happen. He had made it pretty clear.

Thus, I scanned the perimeter and saw that there was nobody
around in the vicinity.

So I sneaked up to my cabin and quickly threw my clothes in the

backpack which were not many, to begin with.

Next, I looked around and found a small iron rod and pushed the
loose floorboard up where I had stashed all the money I could
save over the years.

It was not much but it would allow me to afford a few days of

food or rent. I recalled Sid talking about the human settlement not
far from our territory and how human girls would be at the
nightclub he frequented to..

I knew the name of the club and the rough direction to reach it so
I hoped to enter the human city and blend in with the crowd.

Maybe. 1 could find a job as a babysitter or waitress and start a

new life. After stashing all my essentials in the bag, I tightly tied
my shoelaces, pulled the cap of my hoodie up my head, and then
slowly sneaked outside.

I had not even made it to the outer fence of our backyard when I
heard Sid call out my name.

“Rat, where are you going?”

I did not turn around and did not wait for him to curse me more. I
knew if I walked back he would have me locked up in the cabin.

So. I ran outside and headed straight into the woods. I heard him
angrily yelling my name and soon he had gathered everybody.
“Don’t let her escape!!” Sid yelled and most men ran in the
direction of the forest he had pointed at.

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the trees and rocks in my path as I tried to put as much distance

between myself and my Nuddenly, I heard a growl behind me and
spun around to see one of the werewolves lunging toward me. I
screamed, ducking To the side the wolf’s jaws snapped shut
inches from my face.

“Zenovial” Sid’s voice boomed through the forest “Don’t make this
harder than it needs to bet I knew that I

uning forever. I needed to find a way to outsmart the wolves, or

else they would catch me.

Ispotted at all cave opening up ahead and darted towards it,

hoping to lose the wolves in its twisting passages.

As I entered the cave, I heard the wolves’ growls echoing behind

ine. I could feel their hot breath on the back of my neck, causing
me to shudder with fear.
“Where are you, little 12” Sid cackled, “We can smell your fear”

I pressed myself against the wall of the cave, trying to make

myself as small and inconspicuous as possible. I could hear the
wolves getting closer and closer, their claws scraping against the
stone floor.

Just as I thought that all was lost, I saw a glint of light up ahead. I
sprinted towards it, hoping that it was the way out of the Cave

I blindly threw myself outside, hoping to find a way toward the city
but I slammed into something and fell backward, landing on my
butt before my head almost crashed upon the tarmac.

Suddenly my eyesight grew dizzy and I saw stars in front of my

eyes.

My brain was telling me to get up, to run away, and that Sid and
the others were still after me. But my head swam and I could not
see straight.

I suddenly felt lightheaded and I held my head as a bolt of pain

shot up my abdomen and traveled through my chest. My shoulder
had collided with something hard and I felt that I had dislocated it.
Blood was trickling down my head and nose.

I tried to look up and could only faintly make out the appearance
of some car that I had slammed into.

I groaned in pain as I heard the hurried footsteps of somebody

stepping out of the car and running towards me.

A tall man rushed towards me and bent on his knees as he looked

at me with concern. He was wearing shades and was dressed in
an immaculate suit.

“Hey, can you hear me?” He asked as he reached for my face and
gently slapped it.

I wanted to talk to him, wanted to convey that I was being pursued

and people were after my life but words refused to come out

“Ok, I will lift you up now, don’t worry, you are going to be fine.” He
said and picked me up gingerly from the ground.
When he bent to pick me up, his shades slid off his nose and I
saw a pair of bright golden eyes looking at me. The same eyes
that had stared at me back at school.

The Lycan King, Callahan Skalbeck, was holding me in his arms.

What was he doing here? Had he come looking for me and Cole to
punish us for talking back and hitting his beta?

But then why did his face look worried about me?

The last thing I remembered was being carried by an unknown

stranger before my vision tunneled and I passed out from the
panic and exhaustion.

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Callahan

(start of flashback)

I was on my knees, waiting for judgment to be delivered. At this

point, I did not care.

I had lost everything that I ever held dear to me. I was sick and
tired of fighting.

I sat on the ground with my head bent low, a hooded figure

hovering in the air in front of me. The figure, a fierce and c g
looking woman looked down at me as she raised her staff.
I did not even bother looking at her, my eyes were fixated on the
woman lying in front of me.

I held her close and took her hands in mine.

“Please, don’t go.”

She only gave me a sad smile as her hands cupped my cheek,

“You are strong. You know that.”

Tears stung at the back of my eyes. I could see the life being
drained out of her body as tendrils of wisp-like threads rose up
from her body, flowing towards the point of the staff held by the
cloaked woman.

“I need you, I cried as I felt her hand go limp in mine.

(end of flashback)

“Noooo.” I cried and reached for empty air as a heard a familiar

voice call out to me.
“Callahan, are you okay?” it was as if I had been pushed back to
the present again.

Drusilla looked at me worriedly and held my hand. “You saw it

again?” She asked another question, but I guess she knew based
on the look on my face that it indeed was the same memory that
kept haunting me wherever I went.

It had been years since the incident had occurred. 1 had been just
a young boy, naive and inexperienced. My wounds and scars had
already healed, but the pain was as raw and real as it could get.

“I have been urging you to start looking for-” Drusilla started again,
but before I could reply the car gave a jerk. It was followed by a
scream and a thud.

Startled, we all got out of the car and I saw a girl lying on the road.
She had probably gotten hit by our car.

“S t, Matteo, where were you looking?” I asked as I ran towards

the girl.
Matteo or Matt, my beta, nervously replied as he rushed outside
with me, “I swear she literally appeared out of nowhere and legit
jumped in front of the car.”

I ignored Matt and squatted down to look at the girl. Her hair hid
most of her face so I parted them and to my shock, I saw the
same girl who I had seen arguing with Matt earlier.

I tried talking to her and helping her get up but she did not seem in
the condition to talk. She was bleeding a little and looked at me
with a mixture of apprehension and fear.

Was she afraid of me?

Ignoring the terror in her eyes, I picked her up and got her into our
car. Fate had made our paths cross again, and my Lycan felt
relieved when I held her close..

“Drive us to the nearest hospital,” I yelled at Matt, who only

nodded his head and drove to the nearest pack hospital.

1 again gingerly picked the girl in my arms as the nurses came

out with a stretcher. They took her inside as I asked about the
doctor and went straight to him.

He was a short, middle-aged man with sandy hair and baggy eyes.

“Heal her and make sure she stays alive,” I thundered. The doctor
looked at me once and nodded meekly before running to the
operation theatre.

“Matt, you are going to stay here and keep me updated about her
health. I am going to have a talk with the alpha here.”

Matt looked at me as if I had sprouted another head, “Why me?

Who will drive the car?”

I gave him a look, and he immediately fell quiet. “Because you all
brought us here and wasted our time. And if anything happens to
her, it is on you.”

“But-”

“No ifs and buts. Stay here and I will return after meeting the
alpha shortly. Drusilla, come with me.”
I turned around, leaving Matt as the girl’s guardian. My beta was
not happy with my decision, but it was not as if he could do
anything.

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I took the keys from him and headed to the house of Drake Archer,
the alpha of the nightfall pack.

Twenty minutes later, we were in his office and the alpha’s wife
and son were staring at me as if I was a goldmine.

“G-Good evening King, welcome to our humble abode,” Alpha

Drake said as he gave me a bow.

“I want to know what is going on here. The rogue attacks are the
highest in this area. Aren’t you the strongest alpha here? Why the
issue has not been addressed yet?”

I got straight to the point. Though while I was away from the girl,
my mind was somehow still worried about her.
I felt bad that she had been hit by my beta and was in the hospital
because we were too engrossed in our issues.

“P-please do not worry, your majesty. We have forged alliances

with the neighboring packs and I also have asked for support
from packs in the east. The rogue menace will be taken care of
soon.”

“If I had to come here all the way from my home, I believe you are
failing at your job. This is your last warning. If you do not nullify
the threat soon, I will have to make some other alpha in charge
here.”

Upon hearing my words, the alpha went to his knees and begged
me.

“No, your majesty, I will do as you ask. I will have an emergency

meeting with the other alphas today itself.”

His wife, who had been silent all this time, spoke in an overly
sweet voice, “I apologize on behalf of my husband, your majesty.
He has not been in his element today ever since…”
She began, but Drake raised his hand, asking her to stop. “The
alpha does not have to know of our internal issues, Celeste.”

I raised an eyebrow at that. Something was fishy here.

“What issues? Have rogues infiltrated your pack? Is that why we

have the situation out of control here?”

Celeste bit her lower lip and began. “Well, it is more about alpha
Drake’s daughter from his previous mate, who died of ill health.
My son, Sid, saw her with the rogues recently and believes she
has been giving them insider information, but since we think of
her as a daughter, we have no idea how to deal with the situation.”

Celeste began sobbing and her mate got up from the floor to hold
her close. Their son, Sid, too joined them as they stood together.

Sid gave a defeated sigh. “After all the love and care that we gave
her, this is what she has done brought shame upon the name of
our family and put everybody’s life at risk.”

“Where is she? Why have you not punished her for her crimes
already?” I asked. I did not like backstabbers and loathed them to
the core.

Celeste broke into a fresh bout of tears. “We were going to offer
her to you as a gift. We wanted her to live like a princess in a
lavish castle. But we learned only now that she prefers those filthy
rogues.”

Sid ran a hand through his hair. “I saw her with her rogue
boyfriend. We tried to catch them, but they fled and we lost them.
in the woods.”

My eyes went to Drusilla, who was already looking at them with

pity. I was going to reprimand them for their poor handling. of the
situation, but she had a sympathetic look on her face.

She neared me and spoke, “They are troubled, King. Let us leave
and let them handle the situation on their own. It is a matter of
family.”

“I hate it when people you trust break it. Such people need to be
punished,” I muttered angrily.
Drusilla tried to calm ne down. “Yes, but she is already a rogue
now. They will not accept her in this pack. And we are already
hunting rogues We have found the root cause of our problem
already. Sooner or later, we will find her and then. you can deliver
justice.”

Celeste seented to have heard Drusilla’s words for she

immediately fell to her knees, startling my friend.

“Bless you, dear girl. May the Moon Goddess soon give you a
handsome mate.”

Drusilla’s expression stiffened, but she only helped the woman

get up and spoke in a caring voice, “We understand that betrayal
of our own is hard on you. I will suggest the King to be lenient with
you. And if you need more support or time, all you need to do is
just ask

“When I find her and I know that I will, I am going to take her.
Consider that I have already accepted your gift. I will punish her in
a way I deem fit.”

Iclenched my fists as the alpha thanked us profusely and I got up

from the chair, signaling that I was done with the discussion.
And that is when I received a mind link from my beta, who said the
words I had been wanting to hear. “King Callahan, she is awake

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I found myself on a hospital bed covered in bandages. My head
felt heavy, and so did every part of my body.

1 looked around and realized that it was some unfamiliar hospital.

I tried getting up from the bed but could not.

My eyes wanted to rest and so did my body, but I did not want to
stay here. I wanted to go to the human settlement soon enough.
Either the Lycan king of Sid would find me, and then I would be
doomed.

So, I gritted my teeth and pulled one of the tubes attac

to my hand away.

“I would not do that if I were you,” a voice spoke to me as I looked

at the door. A woman in her thirties parted the curtain with her
head and poked her head in.

“About time you got up, sweetie,” she said and entered the room.
It was nothing fancy, simple white walls and almost no furniture
except a few machines that were beeping, a small cupboard by
the door that hopefully led to the bathroom and pale white
curtains.

My head felt dizzy, and I grabbed it between my hands, tugging at

my hair.

“Where am I?” I asked, and she replied, “At the Nightfall pack
hospital. You were brought in injured and bleeding by the Lycan
King himself.”

I blinked.

Suddenly, the events of the day came rushing back to me. I

recalled everything that had happened with vivid clarity, the way
my step family had turned my father against me, the way Sid had
chased me through the forest like a predator and the way my
father had agreed to get rid of me as if I meant nothing to him.

But my thoughts flitted back to the golden eyed Lycan king and
how he had held my gaze through the blinds back in the school.

Why had he looked at me like that? A small shiver ran through my

body when I recalled how I had slammed against his car and he
had carried me into his embrace.
His hands felt like iron rods to me, reinforced with concrete, but
somehow he had not crushed my little frame and carried me
safely.

I shook my head. Why was I replaying that incident in my head?

The nurse checked the machines all around me and scribbled

something on her notepad..

“How soon can I leave?” I asked, and she ignored me while still
scribbling on the paper. Feeling annoyed, I spoke again. “I want to
go.”

She did not look at me but continued, “You have dislocated your
shoulder, you have a few bones fractured and are pretty much
torn and shredded like cheese through a grater. And I also noticed
a lot of scars and injuries on your body that did not. stem from
this particular accident.”

I looked down at myself. She was talking about the numerous

scratches and wounds I might have received while running from
Sid.
“I…..I don’t remember” I lied. I did not have the strength to tell
details of my life to a random stranger.

“I am not talking about those recent scratches and you know

that.”

I bit my lip nervously, trying to not recall my horrifying past. Luna

Celeste would torture me and punish me for the silliest of reasons,
like if her tea had gone too cold or if the bread in the sandwich
was limp. My body was covered in so many wounds that it took
an awful lot of time to heal.

I tried to pull the sleeves of the gown they had put on me and
muttered, “I just want to leave,” I repeated again.

The nurse looked at me pointedly. “If you think you can run, let me
tell you this hospital is in the middle of nowhere. So, if you do not
want to return here with more injuries, I would advise you to stay
put…”

She spoke and then muttered a word under her breath, “Traitor…”
Her voice had lowered, but not so much, and I had heard her call
me a traitor. Not that she had taken any real effort to hide it.

Wait.

Why was she calling me that?

At that same time, the curtains parted and the Lycan King stepped
in. He was wearing casual clothes, jeans and a white button down.
His eyes met mine and held my gaze as he took a few steps
forward.

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I realized the way I had been sitting wearing nothing except the
hospital gown that was way too short for me. It had ridden -up my
thighs, so I quickly pulled my legs close and smoothed the dress,
trying to pull it down my legs.

He noticed my unease and looked at the nurse. “How is she?”

“King Callahan, she will take some time to heal but she will be up
and running in a few weeks…” then she looked pointedly at me,
“That is if she does not try to run away or interfere in the
healing…”

A few weeks? My eyes went wide. And just how had she known I
wanted to run away? Was my intention and body language that
clear?

I was beginning to hate the nurse already.

Callahan looked at me again, and his hand seemed to go to his

chest. A slight wince appeared on his face, but he hid it quickly.

Was he ill too? I shook my head.

What happened to him was none of my concern. Had he not

bumped his car into me, I would not be here. I tore my gaze away
from his face and looked at the nurse, hopefully for answers.

“Since you do not want me around, I will take your leave and not
let you waste your time on me.”
Somehow, it felt like she was trying to keep me in this wretched
hospital. I hurriedly tried to get down from the bed to show that I
was fine, but the moment I stepped down, a wave of dizziness hit
me.

I would have crashed into the wall if not for a strong pair of hands
snaking around my waist and breaking my fall.

I suddenly felt short of breath and everything looked blurry to me.

But despite that, my body did this weird thing when he touched
me.

I felt small tingles of spark when his hands wrapped themselves

around my waist. There was only the flimsy material of the gown
between his hands and my skin and I suddenly felt aware of how
my little frame fit in perfectly in his hands, of his corded muscles
and ripped physique that stood like a barrier between me and the
floor.

And I hated what I was feeling.

Lycans, werewolves all were the same. They used you and then
discarded you. And he was the King of those wretched beasts.
How would he be any different?
So I began to thrash around, trying to get away from him. But his
hold on me was firm. And even more tingles went up my spine
when he tightened his grip and my body was pressed against his
own.

Not wanting to give in to what my body was feeling. I sharled at

him. “Let me go” and began trying to claw at his hands. However,
he only looked at me as if I was some feral cat.

King Callahan pinned me to the wall, his strong and muscular

arms holding me in place as he looked me in the eye. “I like your
fighter spirit. But even the best warriors need to rest.”

Had he just complimented me?

His voice was deep and resonant, and every inch of his being
exuded confidence. My throat suddenly felt dry and I could not get
a word out because I feared I would sound like a bleating goat.

There was a reason he was called the lycan King. His gaze was
mesmerizing, and his golden eyes shone in the afternoon light
that filtered in through the window, making them shine. But his
touch was unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
Not that I had any experience in that department to begin with.
And the scent of his cologne was making me giddy.

I was too enraptured by his allure to react, or specifically, the way

his body was pressed against mine. There was a weird. fluttering
in my stomach and my brain was suddenly coming up with
scandalous thoughts involving him.

However, he took my lack of speech as hesitation, and continued,

“You have to get strong first. Once you are healed, you are free to
go. And you are not healing…..”

He trailed off and looked down at me, his eyes slowly traveling
down from my face to the rest of my not so plump body.

It was unnerving to be scrutinized by his gaze and my brain

reminded me once more that I was wearing nothing except the
short hospital gown.

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Zenovia

The room was dimly lit, casting long shadows that danced on the
walls. The sterile smell of antiseptic hung in the air, mingling with
a faint scent of cologne.

1 stood there, my heart pounding in my chest, as his lips hovered

just inches from mine. The tension between us was palpable, and
the anticipation electrified the atmosphere.

1 gulped nervously, and I felt my nipples strain against the flimsy

fabric, painfully aware of how I was caged between him. and the
wall and how his lips were hovering above mine.

I winced a little, and he immediately loosened his hold, but he did

not let go of me completely. And just why did my body not like
him stepping away a little?

His breath fanned my face, making goosebumps p le on my arms

as I focused on the line he had spoken, disguised as a question. It
was then that the reality of my identity hit me again.

“I have not awakened my wolf yet.”

1 answered in a low voice and then added, “I am a late bloomer”

I was not sure why I was justifying that to him, but the words
slipped out of my mouth before I could take them back.

Maybe after being called a warrior. I did not want to let him feel
that I was a weakling. And nor did I want him to feel that I was
already imagining how his hands would feel on my bare skin,
without the gown separating us.

I hated myself for thinking this way. No, I hated him for making
me think this way.

“Ahh, I see.” He said and ignored my clawing and hissing while

looking into my eyes.

I expected to see that cold, calculative gaze being directed at me.

Whenever somebody learned I was wolfless, I would be looked at
as if I was dirt.

Being wolfless in a world ruled by werewolves that had a Lycan

king was similar to having no hands or legs in the human world.
Wolfless people were even considered lower than rogues, so I
waited for him to pull back, as if being close to me would give him
some infectious disease.

But, surprisingly, he did not move an inch. He was still standing

close, painfully close, our bodies touching from head to toe, or
rather his big, massive body frame, caging me like a deer trapped
in a lion’s mouth.

The only difference was that the lion had not taken a bite…yet.

I stopped thrashing mostly because I felt weak after having

stayed unconscious, for Goddess knew how long not because of
what his touch was doing to me.

At least, that is what I told myself.

“You hit me with your car. You are the reason I am here, so stop
acting as if you care,” I snapped at him, more to remind myself of
the fact and stop my traitorous body from messing with my brain.

I had to get a grip over myself and not stare at him with puppy
eyes, looking at him as if he was my savior who had come to
rescue me.

He was a handsome prince, and currently I was in distress, but my

life was no fairytale.

“You talk a lot, don’t you? Not sure why the doctor or nurse
thought you were weak and timid.”

I pounced at those words. “I am neither” though I could not help

but feel just a little bit proud when he said that.

The Lycan King thought I was a warrior…that I was not weak or

timid.

He grinned, and his little smile made my heart s p a beat. He

looked even more gorgeous when he grinned and I saw at dimple
appear on his cheek. Up close, I could see the way his eyes flicked,
searching my face and trying to determine what to do with me.

Callahan’s face was truly a sight to behold. The golden eyes gave
him a mesmerizing aura, but his smile was radiant and his deep,
throaty chuckle made my knees wobble.
Not to forget his voice that was stirring something inside me.

All of this was becoming too much for me to process.

I mustered up the courage to break the silence, my voice barely

above a whisper. “Want to see?” I challenged, my voice quivering
with a mix of fear and excitement. “Just loosen your hold over me,
and I will show you.”

He gazed into my eyes, his dark irises sparkling with curiosity.

The air c d with a nervous energy, and I could feel the heat
radiating from his body. His breath mingled with mine, and my
erratic breathing betrayed my anticipation.

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What do you mean?” he asked, his voice slow and deliberate, each
word causing my thoughts to s r like leaves in the wind.
I took a deep breath, my chest heaving with the weight of my
emotions. “Show me what?” he persisted, his voice a tantalizing
whisper that sent shivers down my spine.

“How weak and timid I am.” I confessed, my voice trembling with

vulnerability. The words hung in the air, the admission hanging
between us like a delicate thread.

He pondered my words for a moment, his gaze piercing into my

soul. “So if I let you go,” he mused, “and you cannot manage to
run towards the door without limping, do you promise to do as I
ask?”

The realization of the challenge hit me like a lightning bolt, and 1

blurted out a hasty response before fully comprehending. the
consequences. “Yes,” 1 exclaimed, the word slipping from my lips
before I could fully register the weight of the agreement I had just
made.

King Callahan slowly stepped away from me, releasing his grip on
my arms. I glared at him, the defiance in my eyes a stark contrast
to the vulnerability I had just revealed.

He nonchalantly pushed his hands into his pockets, sauntering

over to the nearby hospital bed and leaning on its metal. frame.
His left hand rested on the cold surface, a casual yet
commanding posture.

He motioned for me to walk, his eyes fixed on me, challenging me

to prove my claim. I rubbed my wrists, the memory of his grasp
still lingering, and turned my gaze towards the door. It stood there,
a mere ten feet away, beckoning me with the promise of freedom.

As I stared at the door, determination welled up within me. I had

made a promise, and now it was time to prove my strength. With
a deep breath, I took my first step, my legs feeling heavy beneath
me.

The pain shot through my limbs, radiating from every muscle, as I

tried to maintain a steady gait. My steps faltered, and I winced,
gritting my teeth to suppress the pain. Each movement sent a jolt
of agony up my legs, reminding me of my own. limitations.

I glanced over at King Callahan, his eyes fixed on me with an

intensity that mirrored the fiery determination burning within. me.
He remained silent, watching me struggle with an inscrutable
expression.
I fought against the pain, pushing myself forward. But with each
step, my legs trembled, threatening to give way beneath me. I
could feel my strength waning, the sharp ache pulsating through
my body.

Despite the agony. I refused to give up. I gritted my teeth and

forced myself to continue, my eyes locked on the door. Beads of
sweat formed on my forehead, mingling with the traces of fear
and determination.

But as I reached the halfway point, my legs betrayed me. A sharp

pain surged through my left leg, causing it to buckle. beneath me.
I stumbled, my hands reaching out instinctively to grab hold of
something for support. My fingers grasped at thin air, finding no
solace in their search for stability.

I fell to my knees; the impact sending another wave of pain

through my body. My breath came in ragged gasps, and tears
welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision. I glanced up at King
Callahan, humiliation burning in my cheeks.

His expression remained stoic, his gaze unwavering. He nodded,

as if confirming something to himself, and stepped away from the
hospital bed.
Walking over to me, he extended a hand, a mix of sympathy and
dominance in his touch. I reluctantly accepted his support,
allowing him to help me rise to my feet. The pain still throbbed
through my body, but his presence offered a faint sense of
comfort.

“I suppose you’ve learnt a lesson for now,” he said softly, his voice
devoid of any judgement.

I lowered my gaze, feeling the weight of his words. I had

underestimated the challenge, overestimating my own abilities.
But I wasn’t ready to give up just yet. With a determined glimmer
in my eyes, I met his gaze.

“I may have stumbled. I admitted, my voice filled with defiance,

“but I’m not done fighting.”

A faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips, a mix of admiration

and amusement. “Good,” he replied, his tone softening. “Because
the real test is just beginning.”

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Zenovia

His hand was still holding mine, and I was fighting the pain and
the tears in addition to the urge of not dissolving like a puddle in
his arms.

King Callahan pushed my hands above my head and held them

with one hand while the other traveled down to prop my chin up.

I shivered at the touch as he forced me to look in the eye.

“Yes, you are neither weak nor timid. You are a feral, rogue pup. A
pup I found in the wild when it accidentally stumbled across me.”

I hissed. “I am no pup nor am I feral”

I was awarded with another chuckle as he brought his face near

and our noses almost touched.

“Yes, you area wild, wild pup. Or let us say kitten.”

Ok now, he was just mocking me.

I should have opened my mouth to yell at him, but I was too busy
trying to not let my gaze dip down his face.

His shirt was askew, and it was just enough to give me a

tantalizing glance of his perfecily sculpted body..

“And do you know what I do with them?”

Oh dear. His voice was doing odd things to me, things I had never
imagined.

He kept looking me in the eye, his hand resting on my wrists,

pinned above my head and his lips merely a hair’s breadth from
mine.

I whimpered as I looked into those golden orbs that seemed to

have lit up like fire. I had momentarily lost all other rational
thoughts and all my focus was on his lips and how it would feel to
kiss him.
His eyes dipped down to mine as if he had read my thoughts and
answered his question,

“I tame them”

I gave a mirthless chuckle, “You can keep dreaming that-”

I had begun, but the words were cut off because he simply
fulfilled my fantasy as his lips came crashing down on mine.

My heart raced wildly as Callahan’s strong grip pushed me

against the cold, unyielding wall. I could feel the hardness of the
concrete against my back, a stark contrast to the warmth
emanating from his body.

His piercing gaze locked onto mine, filled with a potent mix of
desire and determination that sent a jolt of anticipation through
my veins.

In that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only

Callahan and me in our own intimate bubble.
I could hardly breathe as his hold on my wrist tightened, a
possessiveness tinged with a gentle touch. Every nerve in my
body came alive under his fingertips, stirring a hunger that I had
long suppressed.

Callahan’s head descended slowly, his warm breath teasing my

earlobe and electrifying my senses. A shiver cascaded down my
spine as his lips gently grazed my jawline, leaving behind a trail of
delicate kisses.

His soft, full lips were perfect and when they met mine, stars
exploded behind my eyes. I was a hot mess the instant his lips.

touched mine.

Each touch felt like a tender caress, promising a passion that

threatened to consume us both. My heartbeat quickened,
mirroring the rhythm of his own.

My knees turned wobbly and my body was ignoring all the

warning signals my brain was trying to send to it.

I should have thrashed harder, pushed him away, but it was as if

my body had grown a mind of its own.

When our lips met, a surge of electricity surged through my entire

being. The kiss was intense, a collision of longing and desire that
left me breathless. Callahan’s lips moved with a ferocity that set
my body ablaze, his tongue exploring the depths of my mouth,
igniting a fire that burned deep within me.

Instinctively, my hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer,

yearning for more. Our bodies melded together, fitting perfectly as
if we were meant to be intertwined in this moment. The world
around us faded into insignificance as we lost. ourselves in the
whirlwind of emotions and sensations.

Or atleast, that was what happened to me.

Time lost all meaning as the kiss deepened, our bodies pressed
tightly against each other. I was overwhelmed by the taste of him,
the sensation of his body against mine, and the intoxicating scent
that enveloped us.

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The feel of his lips on mine was heavenly. It could be because I
had never kissed anyone, nor ever imagined anybody, to ever want
to kiss me.

And here was the most handsome man of the entire kingdom, the
ruthless yet oddly charming Lycan king himself. devouring me
whole.

1 tried again in vain to thrash against him, but his lips were glued
to mine and slowly my hands stopped trying to push him away.
They had never wanted to do that either way.

And against my brain’s better judgement, they snaked up his

broad back and pulled him closer to myself. Just what was wrong
with me?

The way his lips opened mine made all the rational thoughts fly
out of the window. My brain, too, followed suit and all my
thoughts, all my feelings, were concentrated on his expert lips as
they teased mine.

The kiss was soft at first, gentle and sweet, but when I did not
open up, he forced my lips open.
And I would be lying if I said I did not enjoy that.

Every nerve in my body was tingling, and it was as if he was not

just kissing my lips, but my entire body at once.

I whimpered again as his lips opened mine and my hands

continued roaming over his broad back, wanting more of him. His
touch was already addictive, but the way he kissed me was
beyond my wildest imaginations.

I whimpered and moaned as his hands traveled downwards

toward my legs. A wave of desire rippled through me as he
pushed me up, his hands holding my thigh and bringing me to eye
level.

His rough, calloused hands ignited sparks as they touched my

bare skin and I wanted more of this, more of him.

So instead of pushing him away, my lips opened up to give him

more access. His other hand went behind my head and played
with my hair, tugging at them as my eyes fluttered shut.

I was dissolving in a puddle as his lips caressed me, sending

shivers up and down my spine. I had lost the battle against him.
long ago and I was not even sure when I joined him in the efforts
to let him do what he wanted.

So far, I had not allowed anybody to touch me, much less kiss me,
but with him, everything I had lived by seemed to change.

I was a virgin and, except for the lustful gazes men had thrown at
me, that told me how they thought I was good for nothing except
a breeder, had made me wary of every man’s touch.

However, Callahan was doing nothing like that. He was kissing me

as if he too craved me, as if he too wanted me.

And that feeling was phenomenal. I was not sure if I was reading
it right, but he could have just any girl he wanted, so why would he
even waste his time toying with me?

His tongue flicked over my teeth and clashed with my tongue that
gave up the moment he demanded submission. His hands gently
tugged my head backward, and I let him as his lips left mine and
began leaving a trail of hot, fiery kisses downwards.
There was nothing subtle about it. Every kiss knotted my stomach
and then a wave of euphoria crashed upon me, making me feel as
if I was jumping off a high cliff, only to land on the ground
unharmed when his lips left my skin.

And I would race back to the top, hurtling down the next moment
when his lips grazed down to kiss me again.

His hands went around my legs and he pulled me up, positioning

me at the perfect angle, and wrapped my legs around his waist.

And I let him as his kisses deepened. I was whimpering and

moaning and I felt my body was on fire as his lips evoked feelings.
that had been long buried in me, that nobody had managed to
bring to the forefront in the twenty years or so that I had been
alive.

His lips traveled down, pushing the flimsy fabric of the gown away
as his lips reached my collarbone. Each kiss spoke to me of how
much he liked this, wanted this, and I could only do everything in
my power to let him.

I wanted nothing else in life except being pressed against him as

he kissed me senseless. All my earlier plans of wanting to run
away from the Lycan king and the world of werewolves suddenly
felt wrong.

Where was the human settlement, and why did I even think of
going there?

The fire ignited within me as the Lycan King’s lips grazed my skin
was what I had been missing all my life.

He pulled back after a deep kiss and my heart almost jumped in

my mouth. His wild, unruly hair had fallen on his golden fiery orbs
that were staring at me with an intense emotion.

Igasped as he pulled back, and my body simply wanted his lips

back on mine. But the moment he put some distance, the rational
thoughts came flooding back to me.

“It would be interesting to tame you, kitty, especially with the way
you respond.” He spoke, and 1 hissed, much to his amusement.

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“Let me go!!”

But he brought his face closer and was about to answer me, but
he seemed to sense something.

He looked up through the window behind me and I saw his

eyebrows furrow as a cloud of fire rose in the greenery outside
reflected in his eyes. I only peered into his eyes as the cloud rose
higher in the air, followed by a loud explosion.

“Fuck!!”

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Zenovia

“F c k.” Callahan swore as he noticed something was amiss.

The transformation in his expression and body language was

instant. From the heated gaze that had set my skin ablaze, his
eyes turned sharp, cold as his shoulders stiffened.
He looked up, and I followed suit to see faint c ks appearing on
the surface of the ceiling as dirt began to seep through.

I did not even get the time to scream as the next second; the
ceiling came crashing down on us.

The Lycan King had never really loosened his grip over me, but the
sheer force of the explosion was so loud that the window. panes
burst apart, showering us with pieces of glass I had been looking
into his eyes, that were staring back at me with concern. It had
been just a fleeting moment of tranquility right before we both
were knocked off our feet.

But then, without warning, the tranquility shattered. An ear-

splitting explosion erupted, sending shockwaves through the
hospital. In an instant, everything turned into a swirling vortex of
chaos. The force of the blast flung us to the ground, our bodies
crashing onto the unforgiving floor.

For the next two minutes, dirt and rubble kept pouring on us and
the sound of another explosion rocked the surrounding arca

I was screaming, terrified of the walls that were collapsing, and

wanted to desperately run away, but Callahan had me caged
firmly under his body.

Glass shattered, creating a deadly symphony of shards hurtling

through the air. Debris rained down upon us, threatening to bury
us beneath its weight. It was in that harrowing moment that
Callahan, instinctively driven to protect, shielded me with his body,
bracing against the impact.

My cars rang from the explosion’s deafening roar, and all I could
perceive was a disorienting haze of noise and destruction. I clung
desperately to Callahan. his solid presence offering a lifeline
amidst the chaos. Fear coursed through my veins, fueled by
adrenaline, as I struggled to make sense of the situation.

Through the swirling dust and rubble, I caught glimpses of the

pale, gloomy room I had been in. It had transformed into at war
zone, a scene of devastation that paled in comparison to the
serene haven we had sought refuge in just moments before. The
warm sunlight had been replaced by a sinister haze of smoke,
choking the air with its acrid stench.

Trembling, I reached out to touch Callahan, my fingers lightly

grazing his cheek. His lips were hovering above mine, just a hair’s
breadth away. He turned his head, his unwavering gaze looking
around to survey the damage.
A muscle in his jaw twitched and the soft gaze of his was
replaced by a cold, ruthless one. My ears were still ringing from
the sounds of the aftermath of the explosion and my heart was
thundering in my chest, drowning all other noises.

Slowly. I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was blood.
Thick crimson blood was trickling out of his temples and his
pristine white shirt was now red too, with patches of brown and
grey. My eyes went wide, and I tried to open my mouth, to tell him
to check the injuries, but he shook his head.

He placed his finger on my lips as he whispered, “Shh, now I am

going to help us both get up and leave you somewhere safe.
Please don’t try to run away, okay?”

I could only nod as he merely grunted before lifting us both up. I

coughed and sneezed while he threw me on his shoulder and ran
through the chaos, looking for a shelter.

But there was none in the vicinity. Everything was reduced to

rubble and there were dead bodies littered everywhere. Fresh
panic coursed through my veins as he muttered, “Ok change of
plans, can you walk?”
I could not because the weight of his body had crushed me a bit,
but I could not say that. So I managed to croak, “Yes”

The next second he put me on the ground in the open frontyard

and cupped my cheeks. “See the cars there? The first one is mine.
Here, take the key and hide inside. Ensure nobody follows you.
Can you do that?”

Tears were pooling in my eyes as I looked at the destruction

everywhere. A few feet away from us, the nurse lay in a pool of
blood.

“Hey” He shook me by the shoulders again and I nodded. “Yes.”

He took the keys of his car out of his pockets and handed it over
to me. “Go now, I will check on the others.”

With those words hanging in the air, he slowly disentangled

himself from me, his body battered and bruised. His gaze never
wavered as he coiled his fists, ready to face the imminent danger.
In that moment, he was a warrior, unyielding and courageous.
Saying so, he turned around and I sprinted towards the frontyard
that led to the car parking. Luckily, no attacker was around so I
moved as fast as I could, unlocked the car and hid inside.

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I let out a wince as I studied my shoulder in the mirror. It was

bruised and looked black and blue while my legs felt they were
made of iron.

But all of that could wait. I crouched down and surveyed the
scene from inside. It seemed that a group of rogues had attacked
the hospital.

The cars were in the open parking lot, a considerable distance

from the hospital building, so none of them had been harmed,
though a few had their security alarms going on and off every few
seconds.

In the chaos, the distant howls of the rogue werewolves filled the
air, their monstrous presence a stark reminder of the dangers that
lurked outside.

There was fire and smoke everywhere. Terrified screams and

howls of hospital staff and patients echoed through the
surroundings. I could see a few wolves running around, their teeth
gleaming in the sun as they one by one went after those that were
still alive.

I put a hand on my mouth as one of them caught a man by his leg

and sunk his teeth into his leg, making the man give out at gut
wrenching scream, However, the next minute, he was on the man,
sinking his ugly canines in his throat as blood spurted out of his
flesh, splattering the wolf’s face.

The next second, the man stopped twitching and thrashing

valiantly as the wolf lifted him by the neck and flung him over. The
man came flying towards me and collided with the window of the
car I was hiding in.

And that is when I realized who it was. He was the same doctor
who had been treating me, the one Callahan had threatened to
punish if he could not cure me.

I saw his eyes thrown wide open, blood gushing out of the
punctures in his neck and his hands that were coated in his own
blood.

He looked at me and tried to make a sound, but all he managed to

get out was a strangled choke. His hands tried to find purchase
on the slippery window, to hold on to just about anything, when
the car jolted hard.

I was thrown to the other side as I heard snarling and growling

noises. I tried to close my ears, holding my hands firmly on my
ears as the wolf’s maw crunched on the man’s bones while he
continued to scream and wail.

The wolf bumped against the car once again and the doctor slid
down the window, his hands leaving bloody marks over it as he
fell to the ground with a sickening thud.

I did not hear him move again.

I bit hard on my tongue to stop myself from screaming and

calming my raging heart. I could still hear the wolf’s angry growls
as he teared the doctor’s limbs apart, while more blood sprayed
on the car window.
My heart felt like it would burst due to fear. I looked at the car key
and thought of driving away but I heard more growling. I stayed
deathly still, praying to the Goddess that the rogue would not
sense my presence.

Tears streamed through my eyes as I tried to not move and hold

my breath for as long as I could.

I had no wolf, so he would tear me apart in seconds if he ever

found out I was inside, watching the horrific scene from the
window of the car.

I held my knees and tried not to make any noise as the wolf
sniffed the air and ran into the remains of the hospital, searching
for his next prey.

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After what felt like an eternity. I finally managed to look up

through the car window It was streaked with blood and little
fragments of skin of the doctor, but I tried not to look at them and
instead focus on the fight going on a few feet away from I saw a
rogue fly out of one of the windows as shards of glass flew
everywhere. He fell to the ground with a thud and a scream tore
through his lungs.
The next moment, Callahan pushed open the door leading into the
hospital hallway, his senses heightened and every muscle in his
body coiled with tensIOTY

The acrid scent of smoke and burning debris reached my nostrils,

mingling with the metallic t g of blood when I bit down on my
tongue. His eyes darted around, taking in the devastation that
surrounded him.

His expression was filled with pure wrath as he took three large
strides and was near the rogue, who was struggling to get up.

His spotless clothes were smeared with dust and blood and there
was an injury on his forehead, but he did not seem to even
register it

Hauling the rogue up in his arms as if he was a rucksack, Callahan

threw him against a large pillar. The rogue gave a pained whimper,
and I heard a bone or two c k.

The rogue never moved again as his body slid to the ground and
stayed there. Meanwhile, Callahan had already switched his
attention elsewhere.
The lycan king had just killed a rogue without batting an eyelid.
Was he the same man who had kissed me a few minutes ago?

I suddenly felt afraid of him. What if he learned of my family and

decided I was a traitor? The nurse’s words echoed in my head.

Surely, my step family must have cooked some lies against me.

But then another confusing thought racked my brain- what if he

believed them already?

I was brought out of my reverie when another scream tore

through the surroundings.

The once pristine corridor was now a battleground, strewn with

overturned gurneys, shattered glass, and the remnants of twisted
metal.

The flickering lights of the hospital cast an eerie glow, casting

long shadows that danced along the walls. It was a scene of
chaos and destruction, a place where hope and healing had been
mercilessly torn apart.
But Callahan had no time to dwell on the wreckage. His mission
was clear-to confront the rogue werewolves that threatened the
lives of innocent people.

“Matteo, Drusilla, where the f k are you guys?” He screamed but

there was no reply from either of them.

And then I saw something on his face that I did not expect to see.

Fear.

Fear that his loved ones were hurt.

I could see the way he clenched his fists and the way he looked
around, throwing the rubble away to see if any of them were
buried underneath.

I was feeling a myriad of emotions for a stranger I barely knew-

from wariness to desire and hope and now concern and pity My
heart pounded in my chest, a steady rhythm that drowned out the
clamor of destruction. Meanwhile, his grip tightened around the
makeshift weapon he had grabbed-a shattered metal rod that
gleamed dully in the dim light.

With cautious steps, Callahan advanced through the corridor, his

eyes scanning for any signs of movement. He knew the enemy
lurked in the shadows, their predatory instincts honed and their
feral forms ready to pounce.

Callahan tensed, his muscles coiling like springs, ready to unleash

their power.

Suddenly, a massive figure burst forth from a side room, its

snarling visage twisted with fury. The rogue werewolf lunged
straight at Callahan, its muscles bulging with raw strength. Saliva
dripped from its fanged maw, its yellow eyes filled with at primal
hunger.

Time seemed to slow as the two opponents locked eyes, a silent

understanding passing between them. Callahan’s grip tightened
on the metal rod, his knuckles turning white. In that moment, he
shed his humanity, embracing the Lycan within, and his eyes
glinted with pure rage.

With a roar that turned the rogue’s howl into a kitten’s meow,
Callahan launched himself forward. The werewolf lunged, claws
extended, but Callahan sidestepped the attack with lightning-fast
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meeting the creature’s side with a sickening thud.

A guttural howl escaped the werewolf’s throat as it recoiled from

the blow. Blood dripped from its wound, staining the tiled.

floor.

At that moment, two more joined him. They all bared their teeth
and growled at Callahan. I only watched the face-off worriedly,
paralyzed with fear.

However, the Lycan King was not deterred. In fact, he raised his
hands and beckoned them to come at him, teasing them with his
fingers.

Seeing that, all three rogues lunged at him, their claws slashing
through the air like deadly talons.

And Callahan smiled. He actually smirked.

HOLY S T!

I only looked at the scene with wide eyes as he moved with the
precision of a dancer, his every movement calculated and
purposeful. He ducked and weaved, evading the creature’s
frenzied onslaught.

And the metal rod felt like an extension of his arm. With every
strike, he retaliated, the metal rod crashing against the beast’s
hide, leaving trails of crimson in its wake.

The battle raged on, a symphony of violence and desperation. The

corridor became a theater of primal combat, their roars and
grunts merging with the cacophony of destruction outside. Each
blow struck the target and though it looked like he had only
flicked his arm to a certain degree, every single wolf went flying
into the air and never got up again.

“That’s it?” Callahan smirked, “Come on, you guys are boring me
to death.”

A man came running in from behind and was about to pounce on

Callahan but he did not even look back at him. His hand. lifted just
at the right moment when the attacker was a hair’s breadth away
from him and his elbow connected with the man’s jaw.

The man, probably also a rogue, howled in pain as blood

splattered to the ground and his jaw cracked. Callahan turned to
look at him and spat.

“At least be man enough to face me instead of attacking me from

behind, you mutt”

Callahan raised his foot and stomped on the man’s shoulder as

he winced in pain.

Finally, with a bone-shattering strike, the rogue werewolf

crumpled to the ground, defeated. Callahan stood there, looking at
the rogues, none of whom got up after he sent them flying to the
ground. His clothes were splattered with more blood and he had
killed a dozen or so rogues but there was not even a thin sheen of
sweat on his forehead.

Throwing the metal rod away, his gaze flickered briefly to the
fallen enemies and I saw him look at them, fearing he would. find
his people lying among the corpses.
But then two rogues seemed to have heard the cries of their pack
member and rushed to the scene.

The first rogue lunged, claws slashing through the air with deadly
precision. Callahan barely had time to react, parrying the attack
with his makeshift weapon, but it was more than enough. The
force of the blow sent the rogue howling in pain and I could see
the way his shoulder went limp before he crashed against a
hospital bed and stayed there.

Callahan’s car was at an angle that gave me a clear view of the

battle raging through the rubble. He was about to hit the rogue
again, but suddenly, his features softened as he noticed
something.

“Shit,” He muttered and bent down to pick up the rubble a few feet
away. From this distance, I was not able to m e out just what he
had seen, but there was panic in his voice.

I saw a bloodied hand shoot up and he frantically pushed away

even more debris of rods and cement.

Slowly, he pulled the hand up and, to my horror; I saw the face of

the girl he had been with earlier. What was her name again?
I could not recall. Callahan slowly was trying to help her get up but
her feet were trapped under something.

She cried in pain as he was freeing her legs. But then I saw
something move in the far right.

A rogue had somehow appeared and was slowly sneaking on him.

“Shit,” I muttered and tried screaming, but my voice was hoarse

and it did not go out of the car.

The werewolf was closing in on him from behind, as C s busy

trying to free the girl.

I tried opening the door and banged my hands upon it, but it didn’t
budge.

“Shit, did he just lock me in his car?”

Another rogue joined the first one, and they both looked at each
other with a sinister look on their faces.
I had seen that too often enough.

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Think, Zenovia, Think,” I murmured to myself and suddenly

recalled that Callahan had given the key to me.

I got down on all fours again and searched through the car and
found it lying beneath the driver’s seat.

I got up again frantically and saw that the werewolves had

positioned themselves on two opposite sides, closing in on him
while he was busy with taking out the debris.

Even if I ran outside and screamed my lungs out, it would be

late…too late.

And in a split second, I made a reckless decision that changed my

life forever.

Turning the ignition on, I simply steered the car toward the
hospital and drove it straight towards the rogues, who were too
busy trying to sneak on Callahan.

The car bumped against a big block of cement and flew a little,
and just when the two werewolves jumped in the air, Callahan
turned back to look at them.

And before he could react, I slammed the car into both of them
from the side, knocking them off as they were smacked into the
half broken wall on the side.

They growled and scraped their claws angrily at the car’s hood,
trying to escape, but I hit the accelerator as if my depended on it,
and technically it did.

“Just die,” I screamed.

life

Panic and adrenaline coursed through me and I pulled back the

car just a few inches before ramming the hood of the car into
their abdomens again with as much force as I could.
They let out an ear-splitting screech, and I saw blood and innards
splatter all over the car’s windshield as my heart almost jumped
into my mouth.

And in that second, I realized I had become one of them. The

bloodthirsty werewolves I had vowed to leave behind…now I was
one of them.

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Chapter 12

Zenovia

The dim moonlight filtered in through the window slit, casting a

warm glow on the bed. I pulled the sheets closer to me and
wrapped myself up in it like a baby.

The sheets were soft, and silky and it felt like I was sleeping on a
fluffy cloud.

Wait. I did not have sheets in my wooden cabin, hell; I didn’t even
have a bed.

Was I dreaming? I groggily tried to feel the sheets, but they still
feel very real to me. Confused, I tried to open my eyes and find it
to be a nearly impossible task.

And then my head felt like it weighed a ton and as if my body was
just waiting for me to wake up, it reminded me of every single
body part and how it hurt.

my

hands.

Even moving myself was an effort, but I somehow pushed the

sheets away and held my head in The pain was too intense, and I
winced a little as my body wanted nothing more than to curl up
into a ball and never wake up.

I heard the sound of footsteps hurrying in and a hand slowly

pushed me back onto the bed before I clumsily fell down and
smacked my face against the floor.

“You need to rest” A soft female voice reaches my ears. Forcing

my eyes open, I saw a blurry outline of a middle-aged Woman.
“Wh-who are you?”

I asked as she turned to the side and held a glass of water in front
of me.

“My name is Maria and I am your caretaker or your nurse,

whatever you might deem fit to call me”

I gave her a confused look, and I tried to speak, but my throat was
parched, so I shakily took the glass from her hand and took a few
sips.

“Wh-where am I?” I managed to ask, and she took the glass away
from me and placed it with a soft clink on the bedside table.

“You are at the Skalbeck mansion,” she answered me sweetly but

my face drained of all color.

Skalbeck mansion.I was in the Lycan King’s mansion!!

And with that, everything else came flooding back to me again. A

sharp jolt of pain shot through my head as I registered the fact
that I was at the house of the very person I wanted to run away
from.

“I…I have to go.” I said and tried to get up, but Maria shook her
head. “You have sustained a lot of injuries and you do not even
have a wolf yet. Your healing will take place like a normal human
being. So please don’t even think about leaving this place”

She said, not in an unkind voice.

But then another voice reached my ears, “No, she is going to try to
do the opposite, so don’t bother.”

I look up to see Callahan standing at the door. He grinned as he

leaned on the doorframe and waited for the to retort.

But I was too busy examining him. I had not even fought the
rogues yet I was scraped, and injured with injuries ranging from
mild to severe, making me look like a battered pig, but he was
standing there as if he was not even there at the hospital like a s g
machine.

He was wearing a simple blue shirt and black jeans, but he looked
too d n perfect. My blood boiled at how effortlessly he was
smiling at me after killing a dozen or more rogues.

I felt jealous of his strength and of his aura, but there was
something else I felt when my eyes took in his handsome
features, his angular cheekbones and the way his eyes t le with
amusement.

Maria gave him a polite bow and replied, “She just woke up, your
majesty. I was about to come and inform you.”

But he only waved his hands off, his eyes never leaving mine, “I’ve
told you a thousand times, not to call me that”

Maria smiles weakly and replies, “I will get her bath ready.”

A bath?

She exited the room, leaving me and him in that large bedroom
alone.

I glared back at the man who was yet to enter the room but was
simply studying me. He had not said a word to me yet, and did not
ask how I was feeling or if I was hurt.

And then I was surprised why I even cared if he asked about my

well-being or not.

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Chapter 12

Why did you bring me here?” I asked, recalling the gory light in the
hospital or whatever was left of it.

“Where else would you rather be?” He asked me pointedly, and I

had no answer to his question.

That does not answer my question.” I snapped, and he took a step

in, his hands in his pockets.

I subconsciously slink back a little as he took another step in my

direction.
“What makes you think I am answerable to you?” Callahan asked
in the same voice. He stopped when he reached the edge of the
bed and his knees bumped softly into the bedframe.

The memories of the fight rose up in my mind, vivid and visceral,

and a frown appeared on my face.

“The girl how is she?” I ask, recalling the bloodied hand he had
pulled out of the debris.

“Oh. Drusilla? Yeah, she is a bit broken but nothing that can’t be
fixed,” He answered and kept studying me.

So, he was going to answer me, but only the things he felt were
worth answering?

His gaze was unnerving, and I felt trapped in it. My heartbeat

quickened, and 1 looked towards the possible exits. There was
one behind him-the big door he had walked in through and there
were two windows on either side of me.

“Don’t even think about it. The window is at a height of about 7

feet and, given your condition, you would only fracture your bones
again”

He supplied as if discussing the weather. “Maria is a skilled nurse,

and she is helping the others recover, too. It would do you good if
you just let her do her work.”

I did not agree with him, nor did I disagree.

“If you think you are doing me a favor by getting me treated, let
me remind you that I saved your life back at the hospital”

I speak with my chin

jutting up. I did not want him to think that he could just use me as
a toy for him to play with and then kill me when he gets bored with
me, like a cat would play with a mouse.

He brought his hand to his temple and rubbed a finger across it.
“That is exactly what I am wondering about. Why did you?”

Callahan looked at me expectantly, and it felt like he had some

kind of power over me. I opened my mouth to speak, but not
words came out. Why had I driven the car like a mad lad and
squashed the two rogues like watermelon?

The memory made bile rise in my throat that I viciously shoved

down. I did not want to look weak in front of him. I was not a prey.

My brain felt too worked up, so I just blurted out the first thing
that popped into my head.

“It is something my mother used to tell me. A true warrior never

attacks someone from the back that’s only what cowards do. So, I
figured if they were playing foul, you can use an advantage too.”

Callahan looked at me sharply and he furrowed his eyebrows, but

did not speak immediately. He pondered over the response while I
cursed myself for opening up in front of him.

Giving him information about myself was basically just handing

ammunition to him to use against me.

He waited for so long that I thought he would never respond, but

then he slowly opened his mouth and muttered, “And that
advantage was? You?”
His words make me bothered all over again. What kind of asshole
mocks someone who saved his life instead of expressing
gratitude?

However, when I looked at his face, he appeared to be deep in

thought. His eyes were darting from left to right, as if he was
trying to figure out something.

“Rogues have no honor or ethics. They are just a bunch of brutes

who need to be put down.” He mumbled to himself, as if
discarding his earlier thoughts and forcing himself back to the
present.

“So even if you did run them over with my car, which you damaged
pretty badly, mind you, I would have just sustained a scratch or
two

Arrogant asshole.

Anger rose up in me again and I wanted to just wipe off that smug
look from his face, but I know right now I was too weak to do that.
“Nice way of saying thank you.” I speak in a singsong voice and
the irony of it is not lost on him.

He lowered himself onto the bed and sat directly in front of me as

he said, “Feisty little thing, aren’t you? Enough praises about me.
Let us talk about you.”

My anger suddenly vanished and was replaced by fear as he

asked, “Let us start with your name. What do they call you?”

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I stared at him, and with every passing second, I felt death inching
closer to me. I had been too caught up in the argument to worry
about my survival.

I thought of a hundred things to say. Maybe I could have cooked

up a different identity and called myself a rogue after my family
was killed in a pack attack.

But there was no fooling the Lycan king who knew his territory like
the back of his hand. I was sure he was aware of every single
pack and their alphas, even if he did not pay them much attention.
Rogues, however, were a different matter altogether.

Maybe I should have faked a memory loss and avoided answering

him. That would have saved me from a lot of trouble. But
somehow the way his gaze held me in place, the way he was
sitting inches away from me, demanded nothing but. honesty.

I was not sure how much he knew about me, but I figured he must
have found out something by now.

So. 1 simply jutted my chin up again and replied, “Zenovia Archer

of the Nightfall Pack. My father is was Alpha Drake, but he would
not agree to that claim, not that I care.”

I spoke and stopped myself short of just vomiting all the

contempt and hatred I felt for my family. He tilted his head and
looked at me.

“I did not expect you to be honest about your identity. That was a
start,” he muttered and reached for the glass, pouring water in it
before holding it back in front of me.

“I believe you do not need a demonstration again,” he said, eyeing

the glass and then my face. I recalled the way he had sipped
water from my glass and how it had been the single most exciting
thing to watch at that moment.

I blinked and tried to shove away that thought and took the glass
from him.

“So, you are not going to kill me?” I asked, and he countered, “I
thought you preferred to stay alive.”

He dodged my question again.

It looked like he would not give me any straight answers, so I

simply took the glass and sipped some water again, wondering
what he wanted from me.

After I was done. I placed the water glass back on the table as he
murmured. “You are accused of mingling with the rogues and
passing on crucial information to them. I even received photos of
you with a group of rogues.”

Photos? Where did the photos come from? I wondered. Had Sid
gone to such an extent?
I looked at him and tried to keep a neutral expression, but I think I
was failing at it. My lips trembled, and the intensity of my family’s
betrayal felt like somebody was scraping at a wound and trying to
viciously tear off the scabbing, making me bleed.

My hands curled into fists as I grabbed the sheets, my nails

digging into my palms.

“I did not do any of that. My pack disowned me, and I do not feel
the need to return to them either,” I spoke through gritted teeth.
Tears were pooling in the back of my eyes, and I willed myself to
not let it show.

“Your Alpha, Luna, and your brother claimed you were a liar. In
fact, every single member of your pack said you were the culprit.”

I took a minute to process this piece of information.

I was not going to cry in front of him. So I took a deep breath to

get a grip on myself and muttered, “I am not going to stay here
anymore. When I am fit enough, I will leave for the human world
and never show you my face again. Good riddance to you.”
Surely, he would not want me anywhere near him or his people,
right?

However, Callahan only looked me in the eye and replied, “That

seems impossible for now.”

I furrowed my eyebrows and waited for him to go on, but he

stopped himself. Curiosity got the better of me and I asked,
“Why?”

He raised his hand and reached for a lock of my hair that was
falling on my face-or that is what I thought he was doing-His hand
brushed my cheek, and I tried not to shiver as he reached for
something behind me. My heart dropped when he grabbed the
edge of the curtain and threw it open.

The moonlight was now shining brightly through the glass,

casting a soft glow on the bed, on both of us.

I held back the urge to lean into him as he pulled his hand back,
though I knew he caught the way my eyes fluttered when he
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brought his hand near me.

I cursed my traitorous emotions once again as he said, “You are

mine now. They were going to offer you to me as a gift. And while
you were busy sleeping for two weeks. I figured out your identity.”

Two weeks? I had been passed out and in this mansion for two
weeks? And my father had ‘offered me to Callahan?

The Lycan King waited for me to throw a tantrum, claw at him or

even yell back, but I fell unnaturally silent.

A hot wave of anger rose up my stomach as I processed yet

another blow of my so-called family.

I should have expected this, I had known this, but it still affected
me. I bit my tongue to not let anguish plant its roots in my heart.

No. I was done with them. I reminded myself.

After ensuring that my voice would not come out as a croak. I

muttered, “I am not a thing to be gifted to someone. And I am not
yours

I spoke, though my body was oddly delighted when he called me

his. I knew he had meant as a slave to scrub his toilets or do his
dishes, but the way he spoke that line had sent goosebumps
down my spine.

I both hoped he had meant it the way I assumed and did not at the
same time.

This man was hotness personified, and I was struggling to not let
him have a hold over me.

I believe I was just desperate to be wanted by someone…anyone.

I was expecting a monster to care about me when my own family

had shunned me. And I hated being so weak and gullible. Callahan
placed a hand on the bed, just a hair’s breadth away from my knee
and replied. “I am the King and it is for me to decide what to do
with a rogue, and did you not see what I do to them?”

He asked as his eyes glittered with an unknown emotion. I tried to

stay still, but my heart was thundering in my chest and I wanted to
just run away from him.

Or maybe just kiss those damn lips again and die like a moth that
gets incinerated when it gets too close to the flame.

I shook my head. What was wrong with me?

His gaze was unnerving, and it was doing odd things to me. There
was a weird fluttering in my chest as I tried to hold his gaze,
which was an effort in itself.

Callahan leaned forward, bringing his face close to mine. My heart

began thumping again and my gaze dipped to his full lips I was
getting worked up, so, as usual, a snarky comment left my lips.

“You kill them, but you kissed me,” I said, and his gaze fell on my
lips again.

A wave of desire rippled through me as he debated whether he

should just shut me up and I would prefer he did that with his lips
agam.
My breathing quickened as he leaned forward, barely, and brought
his lips close to my ear and whispered.

“And you liked it.”

His breath fanned my skin, and the scent of his cologne was too
enticing. My fists knotted into the sheets again as he straightened
himself agam and replied,

“If you would rather want to be killed instead of kissed, let me

know.”

That same smirk was back again on his face and I wanted so
badly to claw it off his face. He was taunting me as if I was some
prey to fool around with I looked around and blindly reached for
the plate of fruits kept on the side. Grabbing the knife, I brought it
between us and placed it on his neck.

“Dont you dare try that again.” I spoke, my grip tightening on the
knife’s hilt.

But Callahan was unfazed. “Or what?”

1 grit my teeth and replied, “Or I will kill you.”

He reached for the knife and I panicked for a second, but he did
not try to take it away from me. Instead, his hand wrapped around
mine and he muttered. “Tsk tsk. feisty feral cat.”

Then he pushed it even further towards his neck and the blade’s
edge grazed his skin. My eyes grew wide as he added in a steady
voice. “Do it”

I was not sure what to focus on his lips that were inches away
from mine or the way he held my hand, the touch sending sparks
all over my body.

It takes more than a knife to kill someone”

“What?” I croak, sounding like a bleating goat.

“A steady heartbeat and yours is beating wildly, so let me help

you….”

He grabbed the knife and pushed it further into his neck and I saw
blood blossom on the tip of the blade.

I shrieked and tried to let go of the knife, but his grip was iron
strong. My eyes went wide as I tried to resist him as he further
pushed the blade into his skin.

“What are you doing?” I screamed in horror and he finally let go of

my hand.

I pulled it back, and the knife fell on his lap. The blood stopped
flowing after a millisecond and the wound healed itself right in
front of my eye.

“Make no mistake, Zenovia. I am not your average werewolf or an

alpha. I am the Lycan king and you are at my mercy, so if you
want to stay alive, you better keep reminding me how killing you is
a bad decision.”

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Callahan

Weird. Feisty, Unruly.

That’s the only thing that pops into my head when I think of
Zenovia. Technically, I should have punished her for her crimes.
They were too big.

She was responsible for so many deaths, so many sufferings of

my people down south because she had been conspiring with her
rogue boyfriend. However, the rogue problem had been raging
more or less in every area, not just south..

Zenovia was feisty, no doubt, but the way she responded to me

and my touch clearly told me she was a novice in terms of
intimacy.

Or maybe she had just started exploring the realms of pleasure

and her boyfriend was taking it slow. Or she did not know that her
boyfriend was conspiring against her pack and was merely using
her as a pawn.

The way she had moaned and writhed under my touch had been
heavenly and I could tell real reactions from the fake ones.
novices from experts after all, every girl wanted me and had
thrown herself at me.
Every girl except her.

“Yes, you wanted to test if she had any experience in sex, which is
why you kissed her.” Beast chuckled in “Why else would P” I y
glared at him.

my

head.

And somehow, the fact that she had someone in her life angered
me more than the fact that she was such a nuisance. The fact
that I cared who a random girl, a rogue, had been with before she
met me, made me furious.

I could not explain the pull I felt for her, but it was there- the odd
pain in my chest whenever I was around her-as if going away from
her would be a bad decision.

“It is indeed a bad decision. I want to mark her,” Beast growled in

my head.
My Lycan had always been tame and never showed much interest
in the girls that kept throwing themselves at us.

The perfectly manufactured dolls with their polished nails and

shiny hair, slapped with so much make-up that it hid their real
faces they all looked the same to me and to both of us.

Beast was content waiting for a mate-something I was cursed to

never have. Not that I loved the idea of having a mate, either. His
standards were too high.

As for me, no such thing as love existed, only need. And I was
more than capable of taking care of my needs.

“Are you even listening. King Callahan?” Matt’s voice dragged me

out of my thoughts.

I was seated in my office and playing with the paperweight while

Matt and the others were busy discussing the rogue attack.
“Listen to what?” I ask without taking my eyes off the paperweight.

Matt ran a hand through his hair. “The rogue attack two weeks
ago that almost turned Dru into a c e and led to the deaths of so
many people.”

Dru? I raised an eyebrow. Only I called her that.

“What is there to discuss? I killed every single one of them.”

Drusilla, who was sitting by the window, looking outside at the

nature, added, “Zenovia killed the last two of the rogues”
“Whatever” I shrugged The attack had killed almost half of the
hospital staff, but my people had been relatively unharmed and
ever since that attack, the rogne menace had quieted down.

I looked at my best friend, Drusilla, who had a diary in her hand

that she used to scribble something in from time to time and then
look up at us or the nature before returning to that again.

“I did not know you kept a diary.” I spoke, and she gave me a tired
smile, “The thoughts and visions sometimes come to me at the
oddest of times, sometimes when I am doing something else and
they just vanish before I can make sense of them. So, I thought it
was a good idea to start noting them down.”

I gave her a nod as Matt spoke to me again.

“Most of the rogues were killed, but I have been keeping tabs on
suspicious activity and it seems like the rogues would lie low for a
while before they gang up and launch an attack again.”

I twirled the paperweight on the table as it danced on the stack of

files I was yet to read; the glass throwing soft hues of blue and
green all around.

“I made a spectacle of the rogues and ensured that everybody

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trying to attack again.”

My thoughts kept flitting to Zenovia and recalling the way she had
felt under my arms, the way she responded to my touch. Why had
I kissed her? I was not some h y mutt in heat who would just
pounce on a girl the moment he laid eyes on her. Alphas of
various packs would occasionally try to set me up with their
sisters and daughters who would try to seduce me. They all had
the same bodies with their bouncy breasts and tiny waists, but
when they opened their mouths, their s y would show
I did not want a girl, much less a brainless beauty beside me.

If I really had to pick, I would prefer a beauty with sass and

intelligence.

Zenovia was a feisty cat who did not try to please me despite
knowing I was the Lycan King.

No, she made it a point that she would hiss and growl whenever I
was around. And I loved a challenge.

I smirked at that thought as Drusilla spoke to me.

“Cal, did you give it any more thought?” Her words made me stop
playing with the paperweight.

“She is a rogue. Hell, she doesn’t even have a wolf. How do you
even think she would be a good fit for the task?”

I asked her, not for the first time. Ever since I had met Zenovia,
Drusilla never stopped chirping about how she was the one
destined to break my curse and stop me from going completely
feral.

My curse was twofold-one aspect of it was that I would never find

a mate and the second was that Beast, my Lycan, would slowly
take over me and I would never be able to transform into a human
again.

I looked at the others and spoke sharply. “I believe the rogue

attack has been discussed enough”

They took the cue and left, leaving just Matteo and Drusilla with
me.

“I will go check on those who are still recovering. Matt said and
left the room shortly after.

After the door fell shut, Drusilla looked at me pointedly, “I have

been studying the stars and the moon. My research tells me that
we should start educating Zenovia on the anchor bond as quickly
as possible.”

I gave a humorless chuckle. “Dru, if you have not noticed it before,

let me tell you this. She hates me and she hates werewolves, in
general. She is only trapped here until she recovers. The day she
finds her strength, she is running away without a backward
glance.”

Drusilla came near me and placed a hand on my hand and gently

squeezed it. “All the more reason to share it with her”

I shook my head. “So that she finds out she has an upper hand
and can use it against me? That is like handing a gun in the hands
of a prisoner.”

“Then stop making her feel as if she is imprisoned.”

I slammed my hand on the table, startling her. “Do you think I have
chained her or locked her in a cellar? I have no idea why she hates
me so much when all I did was save her.”

Drusilla tried to reason with me, “She is scared, Cal. She has
nowhere to go and we are all strangers to her. She has probably
heard horror stories of you.”

I gave her an amused smile, “Nice to know I star as a boogeyman

in her dreams.”

Though the thought that she would dream about me made me

feel oddly nice.

My seer friend glared at me. “That is not what I meant. But she
saw you rip the rogues apart to pieces. Please try to be gentle and
kind to her. We need you. The kingdom needs you.”

“And somehow your Moon Goddess and your stars tell you that
someone as weak and fragile as her is supposed to be my
salvation.”

I hated that d n witch and the curse, but never before had 1 felt
such a level of contempt for her. I had always thought of her
words to be empty talk, as I had never even been interested in a
mate.

But now, with the time ticking and the appearance of Zenovia,
things were beginning to change. Not to mention, Beast, who was
making me think things about her that I had not thought about
any girl in a long time.
1 gripped the paperweight tightly in my hand as Drusilla muttered,
“Please”

1 let out a sigh. “I will try,” and she gave me a bright smile.

“What makes you think she would agree to help? Being an anchor
is not like a mate bond that makes you feel things for someone.”

Drusilla closed her diary and got up from her chair.

“She saved you, Cal. She had the car and the keys. She could have
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settlement. As you said, she claims she wants to do. She had the
chance to run away, yet she drove the car in direction…to save you.
Surely that means something.”

your

I did not like the odd fluttering in my chest at the way she recited
Zenovia’s actions. Beast too agreed with Drusilla in my head.
“She wants us to mark her.”

“Shut up, Beast” I said in my head.

I did not know why my Lycan was being so adamant about

marking a wolfless girl when he had ignored all the beauties so
far.

I guess, like me, my Lycan too loved a challenge.

Though I was not going to discuss this with him. So, I glared at
him and he retreated into the corner of my mind.

Meanwhile, Drusilla took my silence on her words as an approval

and added, “Zenovia is going to be the best thing to ever happen
to you.”

But I shook my head. She was going to be the death of me with

her feisty attitude and her cute little eyes.

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Zenovia
Sitting in the room was boring me to death, so I decided to
venture outside But when I tried to move my feet, they were still
hurting and felt sore.

The door to my room was closed, so I looked around I had spent a

great deal arguing with Callahan, so I did not pay much attention
to the place he had forced me m This room was nothing like the
rooms 1 had seen back home. Even the alpha’s residence had not
been so rich and opulent as this room.

Wherever Looked. I saw tasteful furniture, soothing lights, and a

splash of color here and there. To my left there was a huge
wardrobe, a dressing table and a huge mirror with little lights
around it while on the right a big window with a plush couch There
was also a small table and two chairs beside the couch. The room
was larger than the size of the gymn in which Sid used to train.

However, I reminded myself that this was nothing more than a

golden cage. I had to find a map of this place or atleast familiarize
myself with the rough layout so I would know the exit points
whenever I find the opportunity to flee.

With that in mind, I forced myself to move. My legs groaned in

pain but I felt sore sitting all day so slowly yet steadily 1 managed
to place my feet on the floor.

However, my feet came in contact with a soft carpet that made

me feel like I was walking on a cloud.

Holding the edge of the bed frame. I slowly walked towards the
window. It was open, and I saw a huge garden, complete with
fountains, shrubs, and flowers of all types, planted tastefully
through the landscape.

There were a few gazebos and benches too at the corners and a
pathway that was made of stones. It looked like a castle I would
imagine when I was young and mother used to tell me stories of
how a handsome prince came to save the princess in distress

However, in my case, the handsome prince wanted to kill me.

My hands went to my lips as I traced them, recalling the way he

had kissed me. I try to shove that memory down as a knock
resounds outside the door.

“May I come in?” Maria’s voice reaches my ears.

“Sure.” I say and she opens the door.

“I just wanted to check on you. Do you feel hungry, or do you need

anything else?” She asked, and I thought of answering ‘freedom’
but knew that she would not be able to help with that.

Hence, I gave her the second best answer I could while being
truthful. “I feel bored sitting in the room doing nothing all day.””If
you can walk properly, I can give you a small tour of the mansion.”

‘And I will find out all the sneaky passageways and exits, I thought
and smiled at her.

“I will be a little slow but I would love to see the place,” I replied,
and she replied, “Alright.”

For the next hour, Maria gave me a tour of the huge mansion. And
it was f g huge. There was a two level gym, a wide and s s kitchen,
around twenty or so rooms, t quarters, and whatnot.

The palace felt like a maze to me and I began to feel dizzy while
just looking around and trying to memorize all the entryways, exits
and paths that seemed intertwined with each other.

Maria saw the look on my face and replied, “Do not think of
escaping, sweet girl. I have heard rogues have become
increasingly vicious these days. Though some say they are lying
low but they seem hell bent on rebellion. The forest is not safe
anymore My eyes went wide at that. I had to not only find a path
to escape from the palace undetected, but also figure out a route
that went to the human settlement without any rogue catching my
scent.

This was going to be so tough.

“Hey, you are up and running already,” a voice called out to me. I
turned to look at Drusilla, who was waving her hand at me.

She was wearing a white blouse, and blue pants and her hair fell
in waves upon her shoulders. She looked so elegant and graceful.

Hooked down at myself and saw that I was still wearing pajamas
and my hair was probably a hornet’s nest.

I tried to run a hand through my hair and smooth out the tangles
as she approached me.

“How are you feeling?” She asked, her brows furrowing with
concern.

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Why was she being so nice to me? I looked at her warily and
added, “A bit better.”

She gave me a bright smile. “That is great news. Have you eaten
anything?”

I was about to say I was not hungry, but my stomach decided to

rumble at that same moment. She took that as an affirmation and
looked at Maria.

“It is nearing lunch time. Maybe you can set a table for us?”

The thought of warm food made me feel relieved. I had only

survived on stale food and leftovers when I was back in my pack.
Nobody thought of offering me a warm meal, though I would be
the one to help prepare it, serve and do the dishes.

I always ate after almost everybody was done and survived on

scrapes.

Maria nodded her head. “Sure, Miss Drusilla. Would you want me
to cook anything special?”

Drusilla tapped on her chin thoughtfully, “anything would work.”

Then her gaze flitted to me. “Oh wait, Zenovia is our guest. Why
don’t you ask her what she would like to cat?”

My eyes went wide with shock. I was their guest?

Maria looked at me expectantly and asked, “So, what would you

like to eat, Miss Zenovia?”

Nobody had ever asked me that…except my mother, who was no

more.

you.”
I was overwhelmed with the strange emotion I felt, so I only
shrugged. “I don’t know. Whatever is easy for Maria’s eyes
twinkled. “You are not making me slog by asking me to cook
something nice. That is my job, you know.”

I bit my lip nervously and looked at Drusilla, who gave me an

encouraging smile. “Go on.”

I thought of it again. My mother used to make a very tasty chicken

soup, so I simply muttered, “Chicken?”

Maria chuckled lightly and announced, “Alright, lunch will be

served in an hour”

She bowed to both of us, not just Drusilla, which was a surprise,
and walked away, leaving me with her.

“So, want me to continue the tour for you?” she asked hopefully,
and I did not know anybody else here, so I simply nodded.

She seemed close to Callahan, and since she was being nice to
me, I thought I could try to figure out what her friend planned to
do with me.

Callahan added tidbits of information as we walked down a

pathway that opened up to a few rooms on either side of us.

The palace had several wings, and we were currently in the King’s
personal wing-

“This place here is solely for the King. There is his study, a
separate gym, a suite and a few other rooms for his
entertainment and relaxation.”

“Do you live here too?” I blurted out, and she chuckled,

“Technically, no,

but I am here almost the entire day, so you could say that I
snatched a room for myself.”, She winked at me and I could not
help but wonder why was she so jolly and chirpy.

“Have you known the Lycan King for long?” I could not help but
ask.
She clasped her hands together.

“I would say so. He is my best friend and I would do anything for

him.”

She appeared to be very fond of him and I could not understand

how could anybody feel like that about a monster.

But I kept that thought to myself.

“Then I need your help.” I said instead, and she looked at me

curiously.

“Oh please, do not hesitate. Ask away anything that is troubling

your mind.”

I let out a sigh and replied, “What does your best friend plan to do
with me?”

Her bright smile wavered a bit, and she looked around. There were
a few s ts doing the chores, so she quickly pulled into a vacant
room.

“It is not what he plans to do with you, but what I want to.”

Huh?

I looked at her with squinted eyes. What could this girl possibly
want from me?

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“There is a long story that I cannot tell you right now, but I believe
you can help save both the King and the kingdom from
destruction.”

I looked at her with the same puzzled expression. Had she taken
a heavy drink or possibly hit her head somewhere?

She saw the look on my face and added, “Yes, I know I sound
insane. Cal thinks that too, and so does Matteo. But I know you
are smart and intelligent, and I think you would help us all.”

“To do what?” I folded my hands across my chest, tapping my

foot on the plush carpet.

“You are aware of the curse on Callahan, right?” She asked, and I
nodded my head.

Everybody knew that, even bastard kids like me, though it was
never spoken out in the public because Callahan’s men would
simply thrash a e that dared raise a question or mock him.

“Let us just say that the King is slowly dying and if you do not help,
he won’t survive.”

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Zenovia

To say that I was shocked was an understatement. I was a

nobody. My pack had disowned me and labeled me a traitor and a
rogue.
I think Callahan believed that as well. So how would a nobody like
me ever be strong enough to save him? And why was he dying?

A lot of confusing questions popped in my head, but I did not

know which one to ask first. Meanwhile, there was a soft knock
on the door and a maid politely bowed to us.

“Miss Drusilla, Miss Zenovia, lunch is ready to be served.”

Drusilla simply grabbed my head and ushered me outside. “We

can talk later. Food is more important.”

For once, I could not disagree with her and let her drag me to the
dining area. Maybe she was just being overly dramatic with King
Callahan’s health. He looked perfectly fine to me.

In fact, he had the most ripped physique and looked like he was
made of iron and steel. He had single–handedly killed over a
dozen rogues. What could possibly kill him?

Thus, I set my worries aside and decided to focus on the food.

The dining area was as big as the alpha residence.

I was beginning to think I would need some sort of vehicle to

travel through the mansion. The grandeur of the mansion was
visible in every single detail, from the silverware to the chandelier
hanging above the table and the butlers and maids who were
wearing uniforms and looked more decent than me.

I was still in my pajamas and felt oddly out of place. They all
smiled at me as Drusilla dragged me to the table and plopped me
on a chair. The chair had velvety soft cushions, and I felt my butt
sink in the table as the delicious aroma of food wafted towards
me.

I was suddenly ravenous, and as the maids began serving the

food, I became increasingly impatient.

There was so much food that it would have filled the stomachs of
my entire class back in school.

Maria stepped forward and explained, “I have prepared a three

course meal for the ladies to indulge in. As this is our guest’s first
meal here, I wanted it to be special. So for entrée, we have fresh
oysters on the half shell with mignonette sauce, and a caprese
salad, for the main course we have herb roasted whole chicken
just as Miss Zenovia asked and for the sides we have creamy
mashed potatoes, and a mixed green salad.”

I only blinked at her.

What the hell was a mignonette sauce or a caprese salad?

I had no idea, but it was not as if I cared. They served us the food,
and I gorged on it as if I had never tasted food before.

The meat was so tender that it melted on my tongue the moment

I put it in my mouth. My mouth watered at all the food. displayed
in front of me and I greedily took a bite of everything offered.

When I could not eat anymore because I had stuffed my mouth to

the brim, I looked at Drusilla.

“Is the Lycan King not going to have lunch? It is already quite late”

She delicately carved a piece of chicken and put the fork in her
mouth and replied, “No, he told me he had some meetings to
attend. Apparently, after the rogue attack, everybody is quite
shaken, so Matt thinks it is a good idea to throw some kind of
party to liven up the atmosphere.”

I listened intently to her as Maria came forward and asked,

“Would you like to have the dessert now, Miss Zenovia?”

I rubbed my hand over my belly that was full and wiped the back
of my mouth like a grizzly bear.

Surely, I could make some room for the dessert.

I nodded, and a maid served something chocolatey and fruity that

she called ‘tiramisu layered cake. I ignored the name and took a
bite as the sweet melted in my mouth.

It was heavenly.

And just as I was gorging on the sweet dish, Drusilla chirped, “And
if rumors are to be believed, King Callahan might allow them to
have a mate ball as well.”
The spoon I was holding in my hand clattered against the dish,
startling her as she looked at me in surprise.

“Are you okay?” I nodded my head vigorously. Though I felt

anything but okay.

There had not been a mating ball in the past few years as
Callahan had denied permission to holding the event after some
fiasco.

Chapter to

“Has he agreed to it?” I asked, and she gave it a thought. “Not yet,
but Elijalt is trying hard to make him agree.”

“Elijah?” I asked in confusion and she replied, “Oh, you have not
met him yet, have you? He is the gamma and was sent to some
pack in the north by Callahan. He has returned from his trip and is
currently eating Cal’s head.”

I gave her a simile as she switched her attention to her dessert.

She took a bite and casually added, “Callahan has avoided it like a
plague, but I hope he goes there this time. He needs to find a
mate soon.”

The Lycan King was known to be cunning and ruthless and here
she was talking about him as if he was a saint.

But more than that, I realized a small seed of jealousy appeared in

my head when she talked about him finding a mate.

I added carefully. “But did you not say the witch cursed him to
never find one?”

Drusilla took the paper napkin and dabbed her lips before
answering me, “Oh yes, he is cursed to never find his fated mate,
the one chosen by the Moon Goddess, but he can always pick
someone on his own. It is not that uncommon. Think of it as an
arranged marriage.

I could not help but wonder what this could mean for me. If he
was going to have a chosen mate, why keep me around?

To be his mistress while he took his time finding an appropriate

mate for himself and to be his queen?

Dread and a spark of jealousy rose in my chest. The memory of

our first kiss returned to me with a ferocious intensity. Had he
only kissed me to see if I was good enough to satisfy him? His
heated gaze at the hospital and the way he had taken the knife in
his hand….it made me shiver both with fear and anticipation.

I shook my head. What was I thinking?

Hell no. 1 was not going to be his mistress or breeder. I looked at

Drusilla, who was simply observing me.

A thousand doubts were swirling in my head, but I kept quiet. She

was his best friend. I had to be careful around her, even if she was
being nice to me.

And a plan began to form in my head.

The mating ball or party, whatever they might hold, it would be my

chance to sneak out when all of them are busy.
And I had to know everything about the event if I wanted to find
the perfect opportunity to sneak out. Sitting in my room and
blindly trying to run away from here, only to get caught by either of
the staff, would only make Callahan more angry.

No, I had to take this one chance and run away undetected.

“Did you say the mating ball? I would very much like to be involved
in the preparations,” I said to her while finishing my dessert.

She gave me a bright smile, “Oh, sure, I can….” but then trailed off.

Drusilla bit her lower lip nervously, so I asked, “What is the

matter?”

“I…I do not know if King Callahan would like making you work. He
has told everybody to take good care of you and let you recover”

Lignored the warm feeling blossoming in my heart at the thought

of him worrying about my well–being.

All of this was a farce. It had to be. I had seen enough fake people
in my life.

I reached for her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Do not worry.
I will tell him it was my idea. That way, nobody is forcing me to do
anything.”

Drusilla clapped her hands excitedly, “Great! We have not had any
nice event here in forever. King Callahan hates parties and balls,
so it will be nice that we get a chance to mingle with everyone.”

I nodded in agreement. “Sure, when do you and beta Matteo want

the ball to be held?”

I asked, and she thought over it for a while. “How about this
weekend?”

I was going to let myself heal while working on the event and flee
while everybody was busy partying.

I smiled at her. Freedom was just a few days away from me.

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Zenovia

To say that I was shocked was an understatement. I was a

nobody. My pack had disowned me and labeled me a traitor and a
rogue.

I think Callahan believed that as well. So how would a nobody like

me ever be strong enough to save him? And why was he dying?

A lot of confusing questions popped in my head, but I did not

know which one to ask first. Meanwhile, there was a soft knock
on the door and a maid politely bowed to us.

“Miss Drusilla, Miss Zenovia, lunch is ready to be served.”

Drusilla simply grabbed my head and ushered me outside. “We

can talk later. Food is more important.”

For once, I could not disagree with her and let her drag me to the
dining area. Maybe she was just being overly dramatic with King
Callahan’s health. He looked perfectly fine to me.
In fact, he had the most ripped physique and looked like he was
made of iron and steel. He had single–handedly killed over a
dozen rogues. What could possibly kill him?

Thus, I set my worries aside and decided to focus on the food.

The dining area was as big as the alpha residence.

I was beginning to think I would need some sort of vehicle to

travel through the mansion. The grandeur of the mansion was
visible in every single detail, from the silverware to the chandelier
hanging above the table and the butlers and maids who were
wearing uniforms and looked more decent than me.

I was still in my pajamas and felt oddly out of place. They all
smiled at me as Drusilla dragged me to the table and plopped me
on a chair. The chair had velvety soft cushions, and I felt my butt
sink in the table as the delicious aroma of food wafted towards
me.

I was suddenly ravenous, and as the maids began serving the

food, I became increasingly impatient.
There was so much food that it would have filled the stomachs of
my entire class back in school.

Maria stepped forward and explained, “I have prepared a three

course meal for the ladies to indulge in. As this is our guest’s first
meal here, I wanted it to be special. So for entrée, we have fresh
oysters on the half shell with mignonette sauce, and a caprese
salad, for the main course we have herb roasted whole chicken
just as Miss Zenovia asked and for the sides we have creamy
mashed potatoes, and a mixed green salad.”

I only blinked at her.

What the hell was a mignonette sauce or a caprese salad?

I had no idea, but it was not as if I cared. They served us the food,
and I gorged on it as if I had never tasted food before.

The meat was so tender that it melted on my tongue the moment

I put it in my mouth. My mouth watered at all the food. displayed
in front of me and I greedily took a bite of everything offered.

When I could not eat anymore because I had stuffed my mouth to

the brim, I looked at Drusilla.

“Is the Lycan King not going to have lunch? It is already quite late”

She delicately carved a piece of chicken and put the fork in her
mouth and replied, “No, he told me he had some meetings to
attend. Apparently, after the rogue attack, everybody is quite
shaken, so Matt thinks it is a good idea to throw some kind of
party to liven up the atmosphere.”

I listened intently to her as Maria came forward and asked,

“Would you like to have the dessert now, Miss Zenovia?”

I rubbed my hand over my belly that was full and wiped the back
of my mouth like a grizzly bear.

Surely, I could make some room for the dessert.

I nodded, and a maid served something chocolatey and fruity that

she called ‘tiramisu layered cake. I ignored the name and took a
bite as the sweet melted in my mouth.
It was heavenly.

And just as I was gorging on the sweet dish, Drusilla chirped, “And
if rumors are to be believed, King Callahan might allow them to
have a mate ball as well.”

The spoon I was holding in my hand clattered against the dish,

startling her as she looked at me in surprise.

“Are you okay?” I nodded my head vigorously. Though I felt

anything but okay.

There had not been a mating ball in the past few years as
Callahan had denied permission to holding the event after some
fiasco.

Chapter to

“Has he agreed to it?” I asked, and she gave it a thought. “Not yet,
but Elijalt is trying hard to make him agree.”

“Elijah?” I asked in confusion and she replied, “Oh, you have not
met him yet, have you? He is the gamma and was sent to some
pack in the north by Callahan. He has returned from his trip and is
currently eating Cal’s head.”

I gave her a simile as she switched her attention to her dessert.

She took a bite and casually added, “Callahan has avoided it like a
plague, but I hope he goes there this time. He needs to find a
mate soon.”

The Lycan King was known to be cunning and ruthless and here
she was talking about him as if he was a saint.

But more than that, I realized a small seed of jealousy appeared in

my head when she talked about him finding a mate.

I added carefully. “But did you not say the witch cursed him to
never find one?”

Drusilla took the paper napkin and dabbed her lips before
answering me, “Oh yes, he is cursed to never find his fated mate,
the one chosen by the Moon Goddess, but he can always pick
someone on his own. It is not that uncommon. Think of it as an
arranged marriage.

I could not help but wonder what this could mean for me. If he
was going to have a chosen mate, why keep me around?

To be his mistress while he took his time finding an appropriate

mate for himself and to be his queen?

Dread and a spark of jealousy rose in my chest. The memory of

our first kiss returned to me with a ferocious intensity. Had he
only kissed me to see if I was good enough to satisfy him? His
heated gaze at the hospital and the way he had taken the knife in
his hand….it made me shiver both with fear and anticipation.

I shook my head. What was I thinking?

Hell no. 1 was not going to be his mistress or breeder. I looked at

Drusilla, who was simply observing me.

A thousand doubts were swirling in my head, but I kept quiet. She

was his best friend. I had to be careful around her, even if she was
being nice to me.
And a plan began to form in my head.

The mating ball or party, whatever they might hold, it would be my

chance to sneak out when all of them are busy.

And I had to know everything about the event if I wanted to find

the perfect opportunity to sneak out. Sitting in my room and
blindly trying to run away from here, only to get caught by either of
the staff, would only make Callahan more angry.

No, I had to take this one chance and run away undetected.

“Did you say the mating ball? I would very much like to be involved
in the preparations,” I said to her while finishing my dessert.

She gave me a bright smile, “Oh, sure, I can….” but then trailed off.

Drusilla bit her lower lip nervously, so I asked, “What is the

matter?”

“I…I do not know if King Callahan would like making you work. He
has told everybody to take good care of you and let you recover”
Lignored the warm feeling blossoming in my heart at the thought
of him worrying about my well–being.

All of this was a farce. It had to be. I had seen enough fake people
in my life.

I reached for her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Do not worry.
I will tell him it was my idea. That way, nobody is forcing me to do
anything.”

Drusilla clapped her hands excitedly, “Great! We have not had any
nice event here in forever. King Callahan hates parties and balls,
so it will be nice that we get a chance to mingle with everyone.”

I nodded in agreement. “Sure, when do you and beta Matteo want

the ball to be held?”

I asked, and she thought over it for a while. “How about this
weekend?”

I was going to let myself heal while working on the event and flee
while everybody was busy partying.
I smiled at her. Freedom was just a few days away from me.

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Callahan

The meeting was going for an eternity and I longed to get out of
the meeting room. But it was important that I stay there.

A few select alphas were seated across the large conference

room along the huge oval shape table.

I was seated on the far right while the alphas were all seated on
the left, huddled together in a group for me to clearly see them all.

“King Callahan, the smaller packs are getting very restless after
the last rogue attack. The news spread through the kingdom like
wildfire.”

I kept twirling the paperweight with my hand on the table, deep in

thought.
Another one added, “Yes, your majesty. They are quite shaken and
restless. We have also received news that the rogues are trying to
lure the smaller packs in joining them.”

I raised an eyebrow at that.

“And do what?” I asked as the alpha suddenly straightened up to

have received my attention.

He leaned forward and began narrating excitedly. “Rumor is that

the rogues are threatening the smaller packs to join them. and
instigate them against you. If the smaller packs dont listen, then
they try to lure them by promising wealth and luxury after…”

He trailed off, but I probed, “after what?”

He gulped nervously. “After the curse takes its effect.”

I let out a mirthless chuckle. “So after I die. Good to know”

They all fell deadly silent, and the alpha would not even look at me.
My gamma, Elijah, who had just returned from a special trip I had
sent him to, tried to intervene.

“My King, this is not a joke. We have to find a cure soon and also
silence these rogues.”

While we were discussing this, the door to the meeting room flew
open. Drusilla stepped in and looked straight at me, her hands on
her hips.

“Are you going to let me have that ball or not?”

She added, huffing like a mad bull. I squinted my eyes as she

looked around and only now realized that she had walked in on a
room full of people.

The alphas all stared at her as she lowered her hands and spoke
in a low voice, “Uh, I am sorry. I thought it was only Elijah and
Matteo here.”

However, the bird was out of the nest.

“Ball?”

“Are we having a ball?”

“Is that the mate ball?”

The alphas began discussing excitedly within themselves, and I

shook my head. These so–called warriors and brave men who
had been discussing killing rogues just a minute ago melted at
the thought of having a ball.

I raised an eyebrow at them. “Were we all not thinking about how

to silence the rogues?”

The alpha who had been talking to me spoke again when the
others signalled him to be their spokesperson,

“Uh, well, Miss Drusilla has a very noble idea. If you instruct the
packs in your stern and commanding voice, they will only listen
half–heartedly. But, if we have some sort of event, it will make
them feel welcome and show them that you are truly listening to
their pleas.”
When I did not instantly reject the idea, he added, “Plus, it will be a
good chance for us to find our mates. Some of us are still waiting
to find a luna. The smaller packs will automatically feel more
loyalty towards you than rogites.”

1 slammed my hand upon

the table, “There will be no mating ball. Do you all think of nothing
except mates?”

The alpha immediately crouched back and tried to disappear into

the chair. A few threw helpless glances to Drusilla, who tried to
intervene.

“Uh, your…your breeder wants to be a part of the ball too. In fact,

she even wants to arrange it so that everybody gets a chance to
mingle.”

Breeder? I did not have any breeders.

Chapter 18
Drusilla shrieked like a little girl as I stepped out of the meeting
room of my office and headed straight to her room.

The door to her room was closed, so I knocked, but there was no
answer. After knocking again and waiting for a while, I slowly
pushed the door open.

Had she just tried to run away? I remembered how she had tried
to walk toward the hospital door of her room but collapsed on the
ground after a few steps.

Was she hurt?

She was nowhere to be seen as I stepped inside and looked

around. And I was about to call her name when she stepped out
of the bathroom… wearing nothing but a towel.

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Callahan

Zenovia was adjusting the towel on her head and she was
humming a tune to herself as she walked forward, oblivious to the
fact that I was standing right there.

She was in her own world as she was wrapping the towel around
her hair, but my eyes could not help but roam all over her figure.

She looked so cute and sexy at the same time, and I felt my cock
twitch in my pants at the thought that she was wearing nothing
except that towel.

My naughtly Lycan began to share indecent thoughts with me.

My breath caught in my throat as I witnessed her emergence, her

radiant presence illuminating the room. The sunlight. danced
upon her damp skin, transforming it into a golden cascade that
tugged at my heartstrings.

I had entered the room a moment ago, intending to speak to her,

but I found myself frozen in awe, unable to tear my eyes Time
seemed to slow as I took in every detail, mesmerized by her
ethereal beauty. The gentle curves of her body, the delicate
contours of her face–each feature was a masterpiece, etched into
my mind forever.
The towel clung to her body as she gazed at herself in the mirror
on the wall, leaving tantalizing glimpses of her flawless skin.
Drops of water adorned her collarbone, glistening like diamonds,
while her luscious lips curved into a soft smile.

My heart pounded in my chest, overwhelmed by the way she was

happily nodding and tilting her head, humming a tune to herself.

In all these days that I had seen her, she was either petrified,
asleep, or angry. So, it was a delight to see her smile and be
happy.

She was still not aware of my presence and I should have cleared
my throat rather than staring at her so unabashedly, but I did not
want to alarm her while she kept dancing and roaming around
carefree.

I simply wanted to keep looking at her smiling face and the way
she moved, her body swaying to the tune that left her lips.

Her bare feet tread softly on the floor, leaving behind traces of
moisture as she moved. The air was infused with the scent of her
freshly washed hair, a fragrance that intoxicated me. I yearned to
run my fingers through those damp strands, to feel their silkiness
against my skin.

And I also noticed a hundred or so scars on her body, a few darker

than others.

Were those from the accident and the chase? Or from before? I
should have focused on them but I was too busy gawking at her
slender figure and her warrior spirit.

She was bruised and battered, yet she was in her element and
singing and dancing without a care in the world.

This girl was a mysterious puzzle to me, one I wanted to take my

time to slowly unravel piece by piece.

But as I took a step forward, fate intervened. She was dancing to

herself and was circling around but the door decided to creak and
she turned around while still dancing merrily, her hands in the air.

Zenovia turned on her heels, her eyes widening in surprise as she

discovered me standing there, caught in a moment of vulnerability.
The air thickened with anticipation as our gazes locked, and I
suddenly felt that I should ask her to continue ignoring my
existence for a while.

I had the mad urge to close the distance and capture her pink lips
in mine, but I stopped myself.

She looked at me with wide eyes, and my gaze dipped to her

slightly parted lips again.

It took her a minute to realize she was standing just in a towel and
her hands were up in the air. She quickly brought them down and
began tugging at her towel to pull it down as well.

It was barely covering her thighs and giving me a nice view of her
long, slender legs. A deep red blush appeared on her face as she
saw me and kept thinking about what to do next.

My heart swelled at her innocence, and I failed to hide my smile.

“You dance well,” I said to fill in the awkward silence and then
cursed myself for blurting out stupidly.
Zenovia only blinked and managed to say in a small voice,
“Lubh…thanks”

“What song was it that you were humming? I don’t quite recall it” I
asked to ease the tension and was happy that I had not blurted
something awkward again.

Pushing a stray lock of curl behind her ear that had escaped the
towel, she replied, Chapter 19

“Uh, well, it is not a song per se but more of a lullaby that my

mother used to sing to me. I just changed it to add a few words.
here and there as I grew up and forgot some of the lyrics.”

She answered while being hyperaware of my presence. And it was

taking me a great deal of effort to not let my gaze slip. below her
face.

“I came here because Drusilla told me that you wanted to talk to

me about something.” I managed to speak without sounding like
a frog.

Zenovia was frozen to the spot, but she slowly began inching
towards the bed, walking sideways like she was terrified of
moving freely.

“Ah, yes, about that. I did want to speak to you.”

I nodded my head, unbuttoning the topmost button of my shirt

and waving my hands in front of my face.

“It is so hot right now.”

I spoke and wanted to do something with my hands that were

itching to touch her, so I turned in the direction of the window and
pulled the curtains close.

“There….that should help a bit,” I spoke, and I saw that in that time,
she had already run towards the bed and had pulled the sheets up
to cover herself.

1 furrowed my eyebrows. “What are you doing?”

I asked her and she replied, “I…I feel shy” She said and blushed
again.
I rubbed a finger on my temple and muttered, “well then I will take
your leave and maybe you can come to my office when you are
ready.”

She nodded, and I was about to step out of the room when she
spoke.

“Wait, I want to thank you.”

I waved Π hand. “You don’t have to thank me for leaving your

room.” But she raised herself a bit and spoke,

“No, I did not mean that. Well, I kind of also did. But I meant for
giving me this.”

“Giving you what?” I asked softly as she looked down at the

sheets and fumbled with it.

“All of this, the room, clothes. Drusilla told me you picked

everything that would fit my size.”
I thrust my hands in my pockets, as they would not stop moving.

Trying to appear confident, I replied, “Oh, yes. Well, you were

passed out for almost two weeks and then some more and we did
not know when you will wake up to ask you for your personal
preferences. So, I just threw in everything I thought would look
good on you.”

She nodded meekly, and I added, “Just don’t feel so nervous. I

want you to be open and communicate well with me. We started
off on the wrong foot.”

Zenovia knotted with the sheets, her fingers fidgeting with it.

“My…my family sold me to you, offered me to you, and labeled me

a traitor. I am many things, King Callahan. I am an omega, a
bastard child, a wolfless girl and a weakling…but I am not a traitor.
I did not sell any information to any rogue. Hell, I was not even
allowed in any official meetings of the pack.”

She said, and I saw her eyes getting moist.

“You are still alive and breathing, aren’t you?” I asked.

“But why would you trust me when my own father did not?” She
cried, and I saw fat drops of tears spill out of her dove like eyes.

I closed the distance between us and was not even aware when I
had stepped forward to cup her face.

Zenovia shivered at the unexpected contact and went deathly still.

“They provided enough proof and evidence against you. But, I

think somebody is fooling them and me both. So, except for my
trusted warriors, and Drusilla, I have not shared your identity with
anybody else for your safety. Others only know you were found
running in the forest and met with an accident involving my car.”

“Why are you doing this?” She asked, “I have been trying to think
of multiple theories of why you have not killed me already and it is
driving me insane. Either you are toying with me and you will play
with me until you get bored and then kill me or you simply want
me as…”

I squitned my eyes, “As what?”

She sniffed, “I know what omegas and rogue females are used
for…we are only suited to be sex toys or breeders. Is that the
reason why you are keeping me alive?”

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My face hardened with a tinge of disappointment. “Is that what

you think?”

My tone was a bit accusatory, and I saw the way her lips trembled.

I shook my head and got up from the bed, “I think I have an urgent
meeting to attend…”

However, something soft touched my wrist and stopped me.

But then when I turned around, I saw her hand holding mine. And
my eyes went wide as she let go of the sheets and the towel
slipped away.

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Zenovia
I was humming to myself after having that invigorating shower
and was feeling extremely nice and refreshed after a long time.

To be honest, I had never had such a nice shower after I was

reduced to an omega in my own pack.

So, I was dancing around when I saw the King watching me from
a few feet away. And all of the anger I had been feeling for him
melted away in that instant.

He was all muscles and elegance, dressed in a simple blue button

down shirt and black pants, but he looked every bit of the King he
was and his golden eyes were simply mesmerizing to look at.

And the fact that he had not simply pushed himself upon me
made me want to put my trust in him just a little bit.

My brain did not quite agree to the idea, but my body was already
reacting to his presence and I had not failed to notice the way his
eyes had roamed all over my naked skin.

It made me flush with heat, but I reminded myself that I was a fool
to even imagine the possibility of anybody wanting me. That
confusion alongwith the way I had heard of omegas being used
for pleasure and sex made me blurt out my doubts to him out
loud But it seemed that he was offended, so I hastily tried to stop
him, but at that exact moment the towel’s knot loosened and it
slipped down from my bare body.

I gave a startled cry and stupidly got up to place a hand on his

eyes to stop him from seeing me instead of doing a sensible thing
and picking up the sheet again to hide myself.

I almost jumped up to close his eyes and my foot got caught in

the sheets, making me throw myself at him.

My mouth turned into a big O as he stumbled back and his hands

wrapped around my waist to hold me in place.

I should have given a startled cry, a hysterical shriek, but my body

was not prepared to feel his calloused hands on my waist. and the
sound that left my lips was more of a moan.

We fell on the bed, me on top of him with his hands around me

and my face inches away from his. At this point, I was not sure
what to do.
Callahan’s eyes were still looking into mine, and the brush of his
rough, calloused hands against my soft skin felt heavenly.

I was lying stark naked on top of the most ferocious lycan on this
planet and instead of feeling terrified, I was feeling aroused.

I hated the way my body reacted to his touch, and I wanted to take
control back before it was too late.

There was a small smile playing on his lips as I tried to speak.

“Close your eyes.”

I tried to speak authoritatively, and his grin turned even wider.

I glared at him or tried to, as my nipples turned so hard I could feel

them straining against the fabric of his shirt.

“What if I don’t agree?” He asked me huskily, and I smacked my

hand upon his shoulder.

“Close your eyes!!” I repeated in a bit firmer tone, and he obliged.

“Alright, miss” He did as asked in the next second, though that
stupid grin was still plastered on his face.

I rolled my eyes at him but quickly gathered the sheets and the
towel and wrapped them around me as if I was a delicate
shipment that needed tonnes of bubble wrap.

“Now go out and let me get dressed,” I said as I pushed away

from him, crouching on the opposite side of the bed.

His hands reluctantly let go of me as he asked, “Can I atleast open

my eyes? I don’t want to be jumped upon again for no fault of
mine.”

“I did not jump upon you,” I said in an irritated voice, trying to force
my body to stop craving his touch.

Callahan propped his elbow on the bed and looked at me. “Yes,
you did, and you liked it”

He said as he smoothed the creases on his shirt and attempted to

wipe away the moisture that had gotten absorbed from my hair.
“Is that how you woo girls? Doing something and saying ‘you liked
it?”

I shot back, trying to hide the way my heart was raging in my

chest. But he was just smiling at me as if my words amused him
instead of making him angry.

1 rolled my eyes and put some more distance between himself

and me.

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“You didn’t see anything, right?” I asked nervously, and he tried

hard to not laugh. The effort was visible on his face and it made
me want to smack him.

“I did” He nodded, and I felt my heart thundering against my

ribcage.

This was mortifying. I buried my head in my hands and just

wanted the earth to swallow me whole.
He had seen me dance and jump around in nothing but a towel
and then, like an idiot, I had somehow fallen stark naked on top of
him and he was still not touching me.

That was a good thing. But why was my body not liking it?

If he did not want me as a breeder or somebody to warm his bed

every night, then why else would he shower me with all this luxury?

“Just shut up and leave.”

I said, trying to hide my nervousness and appear bold. He merely

squinted his eyes at me and I immediately corrected myself, “I
mean, can you please leave, your majesty?”

He nodded his head and spoke, “That is more like it. We can be
respectful to each other if we tried, you know.”

With that, he walked outside and reached the door. His hand
rested on the doorknob, and he was about to softly close the door
behind himself when he turned to look at me.
“What was the thing your mother used to say?” Callahan asked,
and 1 furrowed my eyebrows, unsure of why he was suddenly
talking about my deceased mother.

“Huh?” I blurted out.

His hand stayed on the doorknob but he continued, “Of not

attacking someone behind their back?”

Callahan probed, and I pushed a lock of hair behind my ears.

Fidgeting with my fingers, I answered,

“Uh, yes, she said that a true warrior was honorable and killing
someone, even your enemy, behind their back was almost like
being a coward.”

King Callahan nodded his head. “I never met her but I think our
thought process is quite similar”

He was playing with the doorknob as he was mulling over

something. His eyes danced from left to right as I guessed he
was recalling some past incident and, at the same time,
wondering how much of it to tell me.

I waited for him to speak and also took that opportunity to calm
my raging heart. He took such a long pause that I could not stand
the awkward silence around us anymore.

So, I carefully asked in a neutral voice, “But why did you suddenly
remember that?”

He left the doorknob and began playing with the sleeve button of
his shirt.

“You have been asking me why I did not kill you already, right?”

I nodded impatiently, wondering what my mother had to do with it.

The Lycan King kept toying with the button as he continued.

“Every person lives by certain values and morals that he does not
break under any circumstance. At least, most don’t. And 1 respect
such people.”

He pushed his hands in his pant pockets and continued, “Let me

tell you a story.”

“When I was roaming through the forest, looking for rogues…I

came across a little cub. The cub was scared, hurt and crying. The
rogues were probably after the cub and the little one was trying
hard to run away from them and was fighting for his life.”

My face fell instantly at that, and I dreaded how this was going to
end.

My lips trembled as he continued, “And this little cub accidentally

stumbled against me. The little one looked at me worriedly, his
clothes battered and his body covered in bruises. But before I
could ask him if he was okay or even get him to say his name…he
passed out.”

I had been slouching on the bed, but immediately got up on my

knees but held the sheets around me firmly in place. “And he was
very injured, he was bleeding, he had several broken limbs, and it
looked like he would never survive. So, I did the best thing, I
could….I ended the little guy’s misery by delivering the final blow.”

“What?”
Lasked him in utter disbelief. My eyes were wide and I could not
help but shout at him.”

Tears trickled out of my eyes as I punched my fingers in the air, as

if I was jabbing at his chest.

“How could you? That poor cub was weak and terrified he… he
looked at you with hope…and probably passed when it saw you.
You are the King of this kingdom and it is your duty to protect the
weak and the innocent…”

out in relief

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I kept rambling on and on but King Callahan never interrupted me.

There was a small smile on his lips as he seemed to have invoked
a reaction from me.

Something was wrong. “You did not kill the cub, did you?” I asked,
and he shook his head, still smiling.
And it

was then that it finally dawned on me.

I was the cub he had found in the woods. That was his answer to
why he had not killed me..

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I kept staring at Callahan–blankly as he pulled the door close

while muttering, “I hope that was enough of an answer” The door
fell shut softly as I heard his receding footsteps.

I fell on the bed again, lost in thought at what had just happened. I
was amazed at the way he had gotten his point across.

I recalled the day I had run away from Sid and his men, worried for
my safety and life, getting scratched and thinking this was the last
day of my life when I had accidentally bumped into Callahan’s car.
He had run out of his car and held me in his arms protectively.
And, I had passed out just like the cub in his sotry. Had I looked at
him with relief when I saw him? I had been too exhausted and
weak to take just one more step. And Callahan had not only
provided me with medical care and attention, but also comfort
and luxury.

So, according to him, his ideals were to not hurt the sick and weak?
That seemed nice, and I was almost going to sag in relief when
another disturbing thought popped up in my head.

He did not like taking someone out like a coward. So, was he
going to heal me completely, ensure that I was healthy and then
kill me?

Isn’t that what humans did to the wrongdoers? They never

executed the sick or weak but treated them well and only
executed them when they were healthy, as it was against their
moral code to kill someone when he was weak.

My heart began to thunder wildly at that thought.

Yes, that was what he was doing. He had called me a cub, so

surely that theory fit perfectly.
I was a sacrificial lamb for him. He was going to raise me, feed
me with delicious food, and care for him until I was big and
healthy enough to be sacrificed.

I shuddered at that thought and was relieved that I had finally

worked it out. But instead of letting worry cloud my judgement, I
began to direct my attention towards the plan.

I had to make him believe that I was thankful for saving me. I had
to gain his trust so that he would let me roam around freely and
everybody would grow less suspicious of me. And when the time
was right and nobody was looking, I would sneak out, never to be
seen again.

I smiled at myself and let go of the sheets. Walking towards the

wardrobe, I pulled out a simple jeans and a full sleeves cream
colored blouse, paired it with plain white shoes and headed out.

Smoothing my hair with my fingers, I kept walking through the

passageway and climbed down the stairs.

I was adjusting the strap of my dress when I reached the floor and
bumped into someone.
I would have fallen but somebody stopped my fall, “Oh sorry, I did
not see you there”

A tall and handsome man said to me with a smile. He gently help

me straighten and I mumbled, “I should be the one who
apologizes. I was not paying attention.”

The man chuckled as he wove a hand through his dark, silky hair.
He was cute and seemed very friendly.

Extending a hand, he introduced himself, “Hello, I am Elijah,

gamma to King Callahan.”

I hesitated a second before taking his hand in mine and lightly

shaking it.

“I am Zenovia. King Callahan’s…”

I began, but trailed off. What was I to him? He had never told me
that?
Sacrificial lamb, breeder, traitor….there were so many ways to
introduce myself. I bit my lower lip nervously, wondering. what to
answer when he shricked.

“Oh my God, I am finally meeting the star Zenovia everybody has

been gushing about since forever”

I threw him a confused look. Who was talking about me?

He gave me a low bow and added, “I am honored to meet you,

Miss Zenovia”

I nodded and smiled, “The pleasure is mine.”

“Were you looking for someone? I could help you with whatever it
is.”

“Oh, I am not sure where King Callahan’s office is. I wished to talk
to him about the mate ball.”

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Elijah whooped his hand in the air. “Yes! So Drusilla was not lying
to me. You see, she is quite the prankster.”

He jumped excitedly and I could not help but chuckle at his

childlike glee.

“Well, that depends on whether the King allows me to be a part of

the preparations.”

Elijah smiled. “Oh, we all are going to make him convince.”

I nodded, and we began walking towards Callahan’s office. He

seemed to be busy talking to someone, so we waited outside.

The blinds were partly drawn, and I could not help but take a peek
inside. Callahan was seated on a chair and was looking intently at
someone.

I tried craning my neck further to see who it was. And my eyes fell
on a beautiful girl who was seated opposite him.

She had one hand resting on the armrest while another on her
knee. She was wearing a short dress and her long, slender legs
were almost touching Callahan’s shoes. Her hair fell in elegant
waves upon her shoulder as she laughed at something.

The two appeared to be talking to each other politely, and I even

saw Callahan smile at her once or twice.

Suddenly, I became self–aware of the dress I was wearing. I

should have chosen something more appealing instead of
dressing so plainly.

But then I mentally scolded myself. Why did I care of what

Callahan thought of my dress?

I shook my head, and Elijah gently tapped on my shoulder. “Hey,

are you alright?”

“Huh” I blinked and then added, “Yeah, I…I am fine”

He had brought a cup of coffee and handed it over to me.

“Are you sure? You look a little pale.” Elijah observed, and I gave
him a small smile.

“I am just nervous.”

He immediately came to stand beside me and spoke in a soft

voice, “Hey, Zen….can I call you Zen?”

I nodded, and he continued, “Listen, Zen. Callahan is a nice guy.

He is not going to bite your head off for just wanting to help.”

I gulped and could not help but cast a glance in the direction of
his office. The girl was now leaning forward and had placed. a
hand on Callahan’s hand and was murmuring something softly.

It was hard to see her face as her hair fell forward, blocking my
view of his face, but from this angle, they seemed close, too close.

My idiotic brain decided to remind me of the way Callahan had

kissed me and I felt goosebumps spring up all over my skin.

The coffee cup dropped from my hand and I fumbled, “I…I think I
am feeling sick”
Elijah called out to me, but I could not stand there anymore, not
with Callahan kissing that girl and doing God knows what else.

I tried to swallow the tears that were threatening to leak and

dabbed my eyes quickly.

Elijah came running towards me and stopped me.

“Zen, what is the matter? Did I do something?”

I shook my head. I was not even sure what I was feeling or why. It
was not as if I had any claim on Callahan or that I could. even
dream of him.

Yet, I was beginning to feel things for him, things I had never felt
for anyone. It was too confusing.

“No–nothing. I think I am still a little sick,” 1 mumbled, and then I

heard the door of the office open.

The lock clicked softly and Callahan stepped out, dressed in the
same blue shirt and black pants I had seen him in a while ago.

He looked at Elijah and me, and his gaze fell on our joined hands.
His eyes furrowed as he asked,

“Is there a problem?”

Elijah turned to look at him and replied, “Not really, King. I think
Zen just got cold feet.”

“Zen?”

Callahan asked pointedly, and I sniffed as his gaze went back to

Elijah, who was still holding my hand.

“Yes, her. She wanted to talk to you about the ball but suddenly
got nervous and wanted to run away, so I was trying to calm her.”

“A ball? Are we having a mate ball?”

An unknown, feminine voice asked. I looked up to see the same

girl who was inside Callahan’s office step out to see what was
going on.

She was extremely beautiful, had perfectly painted nails, and her
heels clicked softly against the floor.

The girl’s gaze fell on me and she gave me a quick once over
before turning her attention to Callahan.

“Did you finally agree to have a mate ball, Cal?” She scooted near
him and her hand almost brushed his.

“Not really, Cynthia.”

She took his hand in her own and held it, giving it a gentle squeeze.

And I felt like squeezing her neck hard, and choking her to death.

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