Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

I gulped nervously as Callahan closed the door behind me. The door fell shut with a soft click and I could not help but suddenly realize that it was just us two in here.

“Take a seat” He pointed to one of the many chairs as he walked towards his desk.

I look around and found a notepad and pen lying on the desk. “May I?” I asked, and he nodded.

I took it, mostly to give my hands something to do than fidget nervously. I clicked the pen and asked,

“So, everybody tells me you do not love parties or fun. What type of event are you looking forward to in that case?” King Callahan pulled his big, plush chair and sat in it as I opened the notepad, waiting to scribble.

“I am not sure but something that makes everybody stop eating my head”

Okay, that was not the response I was expecting.

“Hmm, why do you hate socializing?” I asked, and he furrowed his eyebrows,

“I don’t hate socializing.”

I repeated. “I think you do”

Callahan placed his hands on the table and countered, “Did you not see the dozen or so people who were in a meeting with me?”

I shook my head as he mumbled, “Oh right, you did not. You were too busy dancing…in a towel.”

I looked away from him as I recalled the moment I had been doing my little happy dance and somehow ended

my stomach. on top of him. That memory was still enough to make butterflies riot in

I did not look up but merely threw in another question so that he would not elaborate on that towel dance again. “Either way, would you want the event to be held here or somewhere else?”

up naked

Callahan considered it, “Maybe, the front open grounds should be ideal. We can have it in the evening so not everybody is packed under the roof.”

I scribbled on my notepad – he hates partying.

I gave him a smile and looked up. “Great, anything that you absolutely don’t want to happen in the event. Like something you hate?”

Callahan scratched his chin, “Loud music. Please keep it soft”

I wrote down- he is boring.

This was helping me calm down my nervousness and frustration.

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

to slip in some

many friends as far as I gathered, he

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

anything but a growling, angry man hulk

what color co–ordination

was twirling a pen in his hand and answered, “I am

at

to

then you tell

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

be nice.”

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almost as if I had asked him

too bad at

head as he muttered,

my head and said, “Of course, pink. It is a ball…a mating ball for Goddess sake, pink and red are

love.”

his pen and gave me an

You believe in

stare. “Of course I do.

mates.”

replied, “I am not sure, maybe she is running a marriage bureau or

fun of the moon Goddess, a deity we

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

fingers curled around the pen and I kept clicking it anxiously. He noticed my furstrtiaon

makes you so sure of

in place. I felt transfixed as his golden

queasy and felt my hands suddenly grow

you don’t love someone does not mean

and walked past the large desk to come and directly stand in

of me.

seated on the chair and him standing in front of me, it felt as if I was gazing at the tip of a large

hands on the armrests of

eye–level with me and I gulped

to me, both handsome and deadly, a fierce predator who was mesmerizing to look at

his jaw and my hand suddenly itched

breathed and I

and told me no, he can’t allow

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