Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 16

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.

hell was a mignonette sauce or a caprese salad?

They served us the food, and I gorged on it as if I had never tasted food before.

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

had stuffed

to have lunch? It is already quite

of chicken and put the fork in her mouth and replied, “No, he told me he had some meetings to attend. Apparently, after

Maria came forward and asked, “Would you like to have the dessert

rubbed my hand over my belly that was full and wiped the back of my mouth like a

I could make some

nodded, and a maid served something chocolatey and fruity that she called ‘tiramisu layered cake.

It was heavenly.

“And if rumors are

was holding in my hand clattered against the dish, startling her as

vigorously.

not been a mating ball in the past few years as Callahan had denied permission to holding the event after

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gave it a thought. “Not yet, but Elijalt is trying hard

she replied, “Oh, you have not met him yet, have you? He is the gamma and was sent to some pack in the north

she switched her attention to her dessert.

a plague, but I hope he goes there

a mate soon.”

cunning and ruthless and here she

small seed of jealousy appeared in my head when she talked about him finding a

added carefully. “But did you not say the witch cursed him to never

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

mean for me. If he was

his mistress while he took his time finding an appropriate

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

my head. What was I thinking?