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

of an angel but the tenacity and grit

she would win,

humans did not have the strength of a wolf. Plus. Cynthia had been training for years, was the

a small thing, for Zenovia,

not wait for her to grow strong, awaken her wolf, and shift. The thought turned me

resist the temptation, especially after what Drusilla had told me a few days back. The thought had left me truly shaken and worried about Zenovia. Since then I

in my arms and I could not help but gaze at

quickened. She had passed out but I knew the determination that

transform into the glorious she wolf she would become. I reached the floor of her room,

windows. The A.C. would be too cold for her and she had to cool down

trying to put her feet

had overexerted herself and her muscles would be stiff and sore

passed out, it would not

give her a small

admit that you can’t keep your

she is asleep” I

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

heard the sigh leaving her lips and the way she twitched in her sleep, her body telling

slowly knead my fingers, massaging her skin and allowing blood to flow and her

her track pants, only to her knees, and

I began massaging her calf too. It felt rigid and stiff like a board so hopefully this

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

to leave, not wanting to stare stupidly at her face. But then her

ignite in me when her fingers curled around mine. Was she really passed out or was she just acting?

could not. No human would have the energy to

fluttering sensation erupted in my stomach that I told myself

some of the hair falling on her face. The sweat had dried away a hit but some of it

don’t do it,” Beast remarked as if challenging me to do

wasn’t going to

indignant sound and I ignored it as I slowly