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.

suggest

still shuffling through the

looks like

shuffling and looked at me with

last time, my wolf shows up and this time I manage to completely shift. So, it would be nice to wear something that makes me look like I have draped the night sky. Something with a

of stars….”

vividly

I blabber a lot?”

“Not really”

wardrobe. To be honest, I did not even know

and pajamas 90% of the time, so I did not even bother checking through the rest

stuff.

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

I don’t look good

me, you will”

she made me put on a sleeping mask to ensure I would not cheat. For the next

touch my skin and the creams and gels with which she styled

never been someone who knew the basics of make-up or dressing elegantly, so I was curious to see what she was

as the day ended and the sun dipped below the

first rays of the moonlight fell on them, while others took a

I was not sure what to expect. I sent a silent prayer to the moon goddess to help me find my

began to tie a knot with the silky threads

felt a little off. But the dress she had chosen for me needed me to strip down bare so that the dress would fit perfectly.

like a mannequin as she pushed me through the dress, my hair going askew as she buttoned the seams and pulled up the zips on the inside that held the

soft. It did feel snug and not as if my

asked impatiently and Drusilla said

her hands, for I felt the soft whirring of a machine.

let out a huffed breath and I felt her sag into the bed, plopping herself on

mattress.

I need to ensure Cal pays me

my eyes at some point, but had turned

are we done? Can I

a while and I wondered what was

my lower lip, I opened

was right there in front

were staring up at the ceiling, and she seemed to be having a fit.

“Dru!! What’s wrong?”

gown,

sit in. I almost tripped

was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and

she was still staring at the ceiling as if something had