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”

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

was, I was too weak to even

my best to not let exhaustion wash over me again, I opened my eyes and pushed myself up on my elbows

to rile you up?” He asked and I tried my best to ignore him. My mouth suddenly felt dry and rough, like sandpaper.

to have sensed it, for he slowly, purposefully got up from the chair

pouring in the glass as

a word, I grabbed the glass and swallowed it.

He cautioned but my throat

I reached for the jar and put it straight to my lips. After drinking it all, and almost spilling a good amount on

the jar away from my hands as I wiped

my head was still hurting, I could look around with better clarity.

“Where am I?”

“At a hospital. I don’t need to tell you why, right?”

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of pain coursed

twisting my leg, a bit of blood, the huge

probably

and sat in front of me,

off on without my permission. And I don’t think I have it in me to keep asking why you keep doing stuff I don’t want you

on being calm and angry, and I did

“Shower” I croaked.

with a baffled look.

and food,” I said, and at that exact moment, my

chime in. “With him or without

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

but instead a chuckle escaped his lips. The chuckle turned into full blown laughter as he began howling, clutching his stomach with his hands.

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hand through his hair. I looked up at him warily and hesitated to smile, but seeing

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

until he banged a hand on the back of

around and was upon me. His face was inches from mine as he

any idea how risky it was for you

at him in confusion,

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And you had not eaten

ate eggs…” I

I placed a hand on my mouth.

I