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.

disappointed. Hell, I was proud of my

of an angel but the tenacity and grit of a devil. And I loved that about her.

she would win, and was

Cynthia had been training for years, was the daughter of the most powerful

small thing, for Zenovia,

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

back. The thought had left me truly

in my arms and I could not help but gaze at her as I carried her up

and her heartbeat had quickened. She had passed out but I knew the determination that she showed would

shift. I hoped to see her transform into the glorious she wolf she would become. I

her, I slowly put her on the bed and went to throw open the windows. The A.C. would be too cold for her and she had to cool down at

feet together and I

and her muscles would be stiff and sore if she did

that she was passed out, it would not be

simply ask Maria to give her a small massage but

keep your hands off her Beast spoke in

she is asleep”

for her feet and took her shoes off. Then, I slowly pulled them away

feet looked red and sore so I began gently massaging her feet and heels. I heard the sigh leaving her lips and the way she twitched in her sleep,

her skin and allowing blood to flow

I gently pulled up her track pants, only to her knees, and rolled

rigid and stiff like a board so hopefully this massage would allow her to walk a little when

her back, shoulders, and legs along with most of the pain

got up to leave, not wanting to stare stupidly

fingers curled around

No human would have the energy to act like this after burning

sensation erupted in my stomach that

sweat had dried away a hit but some of it was still on her face, making her hair stick to her skin. Her hair was now plastered

do it,” Beast remarked as if challenging me to do the

wasn’t going to

and I ignored it as I slowly walked out of her room and closed