Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 112

Zenovia

The lights of the arena suddenly flashed before my eyes and all I could feel was dizziness wash over me for a second.

I only faintly remembered Matteo rushing towards me and throwing me over his shoulder before depositing me on a stretcher.

Caroline’s sad and worried face as they took me away was the last thing I recalled before I blanked out.

The sun was shining through the windowpane and I felt the warmth on my skin. The light hurt my eyes, and I slowly turned my face away from the light to shield my eyes.

I was exhausted. Beyond exhausted.

Every single muscle in my body hurt and every single bone felt like it had cracked. My limbs were sore, my joints creaking, and my skin felt hot.

I was sweating as if I had run a marathon. My throat was also parched. I tried to wake myself up, but my eyes did not want to open. They felt like they weighed a ton.

But I forced my eyelids to flutter…to move…to do just about anything. After what felt like a monumental effort, I managed to lift my eyelids…barely.

From the slit of my eyes, I tried to look around. I was not in a familiar place. It was all plain white and dull.

I could vaguely make out the white curtain blowing in the soft breeze and the pale windows. My eyes slowly roamed through the space and then noticed a huge bulky frame sitting in a sharp contrast to the whites around me.

My eyes tried to focus on the figure seated in front of me, and I noticed two yellow balls. No, not yellow…bright golden.

Those were the eyes that would always rob me of my breath. Problem was that they were staring intently at me. Murderously, maybe.

I could not think of anything else and panic made my eyes shut down and my back fall to the bed again.

It did not take much time for me to fall asleep. The little effort had cost

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me a lot of energy. I was not sure when exactly it was that I woke up again.

I twisted and turned in my bed, fisting my hands in the sheets as I felt my head would explode. A searing hot pain tore through my brain, traveling through all the nerves before reaching every single cell in my body.

Fighting the pain was an effort I was not wiling to take. Lying down was easy. Letting my brain drift to oblivion easier.

But just as I thought that, a voice spoke to me.

“I knew you would take the easy way out”

with a hint of mockery and despite the pain, I found the

too weak to

exhaustion wash over me again, I opened my eyes and pushed myself up on my

rile you up?” He asked and I tried my best to ignore him.

have sensed it, for he slowly, purposefully got up

sound of water pouring in the glass as he

I grabbed the glass and swallowed it.

but my throat was burning as were

jar and put it straight to my lips. After drinking it all, and almost spilling

a disappointed voice and took the jar away from my hands

helped a little. Though my head was still hurting, I could look

“Where am I?”

a hospital. I don’t need to tell you

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as another wave of pain coursed through my head. Memories came

leg, a bit of blood, the huge light shining in my

had won the trials and probably passed out due to exhaustion.

the chair beside my bed and sat in front of me, looking me dead in

you recalled what glorious adventure you set off on without my permission. And I don’t think I have it in me

bordering somewhere on being calm and

“Shower” I croaked.

with a baffled look.

at that exact moment, my stomach rumbled loudly.

chime in. “With him or without him?”

of being with him in the shower. That was a fantasy I could delve into later.

chuckle escaped his lips. The chuckle turned into full blown laughter as

girl

from the chair and raking a hand through his hair. I looked up at him warily and hesitated to smile, but seeing him laugh worked better than a tonic.

mouth of his looked divine when he laughed and his eyes crinkled at the sides when his smile

a second, stupidly, until he banged a hand on the back of the chair,

upon me. His face

have any idea how risky it

at him in confusion,

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out for almost twelve hours. And you had not eaten anything before you decided to be a

eggs…” I added meekly.

yelled, and I placed a hand

He said, and I tried