Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 74

Callahan

This girl was mad, quite literally.

The more I tried to run away from her, the more she pulled me close. And she did it so subtly, so unknowingly that it would always drive Beast mad.

Zenovia was becoming a drug, an addiction I had gotten used to.

Her little frame lay in my hands and she relaxed visibly in my arms when I touched her. As if her body knew instinctively that she was going to be safe, that nobody would ever harm her while I was around

That made me feel euphoric and wanted.

Cynthia had been challenging her to a race and I did not interfere just to see how she would react. I knew Cynthia did not really like her and I was eager to see their interaction.

But surprisingly, Zenovia proved me wrong.

Strength mattered in a person, always, but it was never just physical strength. It was the strength of the spirit, of the soul.

And Zenovia might be physically weak but she had the heart of a warrior. 1 liked that quality about her. I never took strangers in my pack, I would send the weak and injured to the hospital and ask El or Matt to look for a suitable pack for them.

But when I first saw her back at her school, hurling her bag at Matt, I knew she was a fighter.

And then again when she had just woken up from her sleep in the hospital and I asked her to walk towards the door to prove she was fit enough.

She had crumpled down on the floor midway but given her condition she should not have been able to even take a step.

Somehow, I liked that she never tried to please me, never acted coy. She was headstrong even if she had been bullied all her life.

Пler cute little body in that tight track pants and tee, though completely covered, did not hide her well enough from my

eyes

Especially because I knew how those legs moved, how that skin felt under my touch, and how she whimpered and moaned when I kissed her, when my hands caressed her.

while running on the treadmill, she had been out of breath long ago but I just stood by the side, waiting to see how long she could go on, how long would it be before the warrior in her would give up.

must say that I was not disappointed. Hell, I was proud

the face of an angel but the tenacity and

hoping that she would win, and was delighted when she actually surpassed Cynthia’s

wolf. Plus. Cynthia had been

this treadmill race was a small thing, for Zenovia,

awaken her wolf, and shift. The thought turned me on to see her wolf but I had

especially after what Drusilla had told me a few days back. The thought had left me truly shaken

she was safe in my arms and I could not help but

in sweat, and her heartbeat had quickened. She had passed out but

wolf she would become. I reached the floor of her

open the windows. The A.C. would be too cold

I was trying to put her feet together and I could not

herself and her muscles would be

out,

ask Maria to give her a small massage but Maria was busy in the

why don’t you admit that you can’t keep your hands off her Beast spoke in my head.

her when she is asleep” I retorted to my

her shoes off. Then, I slowly pulled

began gently massaging her feet and heels. I heard the sigh leaving her lips and the way she twitched in her sleep, her body telling me that she needed this.

skin and allowing blood to

her track pants, only to her

and stiff like a board so hopefully this massage would

on her back and rubbed her back, shoulders, and legs along with most of the pain points I

her back after I was done. I got up to leave, not wanting to stare stupidly at her face. But

a little spark ignite in me when her fingers curled around mine. Was she really passed out or was

the energy to act like this after

sensation erupted in my stomach that I told myself was because of lack of sleep and an

hand and then moved her head to the side, some of the hair falling on her face. The sweat had dried away a hit

challenging

going to

and I ignored it as I slowly walked out of