Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 29

Zenovia

Dancing had never felt so nice or exhilarating. I seldom danced and it would mostly be in closed doors if I was feeling particularly happy.

But I would have never imagined that Callahan would show up to the ball or that he would even ask me for a dance.

My gaze fitted to Cynthia, who was staring daggers at me. She had been trying so hard to make Callahan only focus on him, but somehow his gaze had found me

And I could not say no to laim when he asked me to dance. My heart was thudding wildly as he held me close and I inhaled his mouth watering scent.

Callahan was slow and patiently guided me to dance with him, though I was clumsy and accidentally stepped on his foot

once or twIDE

“Sorry.” I mumbled, but he shook his head.

“No need to be. Plus, I know you dance very well when you are not dressed in a flowy gown. A towel suits you more.”

My eyes went wide at that and Callahan grinned as he narled me once again before slamming my body upon his.

I gasped due to the unexpected move and lost my balance, but his hands immediately snaked around my waist, traveling up my back to hold me in place

I sluvered due to the intimate touch and tried hard to conceal the blush rising up my cheeks. My gaze fell on Cynthia, who was fuming, and if looks could kill, she must have mentally stabbed me a hundred times.

Callahan kept twirling me and slamming me on his body, and I forgot how to breathe. His touch was doing things to me. making me enjoy the way he held me and picked me up by my waist and circle around before he put me down on the ground again

My breathing was labored, and I struggled to stand straight. Callahan raised an eyebrow, “Looks like you need a break.”

I smiled and tried to lude how my knees were shaky, not because of the dance, but because of having him so close to me.

Every time he touched me, it sent sparks all over my skin, tingling down to my core

I needed to step away from him to recall that this was a dream, an illusion. It was a mate ball and he would never choose a wolfless girl like me

Thus, I gave him a weak smule and headed towards a nearby table to sit and relax. Seeing that Callahan was finally free, a few imore girls approached to dance with hum, but he shook his head and looked at me once to check if I am okay.

I gave him a thumbs up and he went to talk to the alphas while I sat quietly by the table. Cynthia ran after him after giving me a scathing look and I rubbed my neck that felt a little sore after all the twirling

packs and soon, most of the men went to

a young man, probably in his early 20s “Hello, do you

him, and he smiled

Would you like

too. “No, nothing strong. Do you have any soft drinks, anything that does not contain alcohol?”

about it for a bit and replied, “Let me make

for hus effort and two minutes later he handed me a

“There you go.”

taste of lime hit

on the counter and wished to go to the loo, but then I

looked at me worriedly. “Are

and replied. “Yes fine”

twirling and dancing had made me dizzy, and

sweat. I had put some distance between the partygoers and

air would make me feel better. I walked towards the shrubs and flowers to distract

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returned again, sharper

I could not even shout because it was hurting like hell and even if I did, my voice would not reach

out of my eyes. The pain was too intense, too

if my bones were snapping and wanted to jump out of

I winced and then suddenly I felt someone rush towards me. I was blinded by pain and felt that it was some wild animal that had

I thrashed against whoever it was, digging my nails into the flesh and kicking or trying

I

me over,

felt my foot connect to someone’s

it was someone

is wrong? Are you hurt?” I heard a voice, but who was it that was talking to me?

said as the person pushed me up and placed

my stomach everything inside of me is on fire. I am dying

amused. He only chuckled, and that made me feel even more

angry.

tried to tear my focus away from the pain and looked up to see Callahan smiling at me. He was stroking my face, pushing the strands of

Zenovia. I won’t let