Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 84

Zenovia

“Change? In what way?”

“I would have told you, but Callahan is the King and he wants to do it when he feels the time is right. I only hope you awaken your wolf today, so I don’t have to be so tight-lipped around you.”

She said, and it somehow made me feel both anxious and a bit relieved.

“Are you going to sacrifice me in some ritual?” I asked and was rewarded with a chuckle.

“Callahan does not believe in rituals or sacrifices. Hell, he does not even believe in the Moon Goddess anymore. So you don’t have to worry about that.”

“But why?” I blurted out.

We all were creatures of the Moon Goddess. Selene had bestowed us with a power to shift into our wolves after we reached a certain age, granting us inhuman strength and power.

We all worshipped her so it was odd to hear that the King, the person who ruled us all, did not believe in our deity.

It was said that many years ago, Selene was born as an unwanted child to a Greater God, who ignored her for his other offsprings who were far more stronger and powerful. Selene used everything she could to please her father, but he would always turn a blind eye to her.

One such day some lesser gods united against her to eradicate the weakling, so she fought with them and left the Kingdom to make one where no one could reach her, high in the sky.

The moon became her throne and kingdom and the first being who she saw after claiming her throne was an ordinary

wolf.

Legend says that she blessed the wolf with her strength and that was how our race was born.

Of course, there were many such stories told to us when we were young, so I had heard some variation of the same story in every single one.

But I had not heard of a single person not worshipping or believing in her, so it was quite strange.

I waited for Drusilla to answer me, but she pretended to not listen to me. She instead walked past me and stood in front of the open wardrobe looking at the clothes.

“Hmm, we have to find something that will show how strong you are”

“I don’t really see the need to dress up” I made the same argument I had shared with Maria, but Drusilla shook her head.

“Sorry. King’s orders”

I made a face, but Drusilla stuck her tongue out and began pulling out a few dresses for me to wear.

“Hmm, this looks too formal,” she said while picking up a business suit.

“Nah, this one’s too chic” she said, dismissing another, and I kept waiting for her to arrive at a conclusion.

When she had thrown almost a dozen of dresses on the bed with a frown, I raised a hand.

I suggest

she said while still shuffling through the

that looks

looked at me with an amused

shift. So, it would be nice to wear something that makes me look like I

of stars….”

I vividly imagined the dress, and I stopped

I blabber

“Not really”

dresses hanging down in the wardrobe. To be honest,

would only grab the gym wear and pajamas 90% of the time, so I did not

stuff.

Drusilla seemed satisfied with one of the dresses and replied, “Now, you have to close your eyes. I will let you know when to

don’t look good

you

on a sleeping mask to ensure I would not cheat. For the next hour or so, she kept putting on something or the

gels with which she styled my

make-up or dressing elegantly, so I was curious to see what she was doing, but

felt nervousness and anxiety bubbling in me as the day ended and the sun dipped below the

found their wolf when the first rays of the moonlight

moon goddess to help me find my wolf. Mentally,

slapped my hands when my fingers began to tie a knot with

so it felt a little off. But the dress she had chosen for me needed me to strip down bare so

dress, my hair going askew as she buttoned the seams and pulled up the zips on the

felt it to be satiny soft. It did feel snug and

long?” I asked impatiently and Drusilla said

probably holding a comb and a hair curler in her hands, for

a huffed breath and I felt her

mattress.

ensure Cal pays me for this service”

but had turned me away from the mirror

we done? Can

a while and I wondered

didn’t answer me. Biting my lower lip, I opened my eyes

right there in front

staring up at the ceiling, and she seemed to be

“Dru!! What’s wrong?”

gown,

made me sit in. I almost

cross-legged on the bed, and her head was thrown back.

still staring at the ceiling as if something had suddenly possessed