Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 117

Chapter 117

Zenovia

A light breeze caressed my cheek, making an idle strand of hair tickle my nose. I was in a deep sleep, but that somehow woke me up as the breeze kept my hair flying in my face.

My eyelids fluttered as I saw dots of yellow and orange flicker around in the air. My eyes swam into focus to realize that it was the sunrays filtering in through the windowpane.

It was nearing sunset, it seemed, as I slowly crouched up when I felt my throat go dry. It was rough as sandpaper and I wanted to drink some water from the bedside pitcher.

But moving was an effort. My bones seemed like they had turned to liquid fire and my muscles.

With trembling hands, I reached for the pitcher and tried to pour myself a bit of water. I clumsily spilled the water on the sheets but managed to get some inside the glass.

After drinking the water a bit, I felt my throat was not completely dry, but I was still thirsty. So I simply took the pitcher and put the tip of it to my mouth, drinking like an animal.

After my thirst was quenched, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and looked around. I was wearing a long nightgown and was in my bed.

Who put me here? I looked down at my hands and felt my skin, but there were no visible wounds or injuries. But my body felt extremely sore.

-I kept trying to move as I slowly pulled the sheets away and moved my legs to place them down on the floor.

In that effort, I clumsily dropped the glass on the floor that crashed into pieces the moment it touched the floor.

Wincing, I pushed my feet inside the slippers and the doors opened, revealing Maria’s kind face.

“Oh, you are up? That is great to know. I just have the right thing for you.”

She said as I tried to take a step forward in her direction, but stumbled and grabbed the bedpost for support.

Maria clicked her tongue reproachfully, “Tsk tsk. You are not supposed to start running around the moment you wake up.”

She said as my knees buckled and I plopped on the bed again.

“This is a special medicine that I often prepare after werewolf fights or pack wars. It should help you recover quickly.”

Maria said, holding a tall glass in front of me. It was filled with some greenish brown liquid and smelled of strong herbs.

I wrinkled my nose, but she insisted that I should drink it. “Where is Cal-, I mean the Lycan King?”

I asked, while reluctantly taking the glass from her.

“He is busy, and he specifically asked me to look after you.”

“You mean he asked you to keep me away from him.” I deadpanned.

happened yesterday as I was busy trying to keep the servants inside the

a sip and looked at her eagerly. “But did

concern in my voice and I

bad shape. The curse…I guess it is slowly taking

face. She caught my lie easily yesterday.

been with werewolves all my life, so I do not feel threatened by them. But you have injured yourself way too many times and…and it is not safe for you with the Rogue King running behind you. Maybe you should just leave the

side

told you to

flustered, but I only grew annoyed with the way he was trying to avoid me. Even yesterday, he kept pushing me away and now he was asking

was not going to

the glass, swallowed the contents in one go and placed it back on the side

am a werewolf, Maria. So it would be better if you don’t try

under control is a beast, but a Lycan that

nobody was. I was not an ungrateful person to turn my back on him if

did not

and standing guard, but there

better, I thought and stormed

you are doing?” I shouted. But there

empty. If he was not working, where else could he be?

recalled one more thing that would make him slog

and headed towards the huge gym where he had trained me until I would

the huge space. And there he was, at the

was wearing a blue vest and black shorts. I could only stare at his muscles as he lifted the weights effortlessly, repeating one set after another without

physique. He was built of pure muscle and he was overexerting himself, almost as if he had a death

noticed my prese. And he

mind thought that

are you doing here?” He asked without looking at me

went towards another machine and began doing lateral pull backs.

focused on the way he was straining himself, more

stand in front of him, looking at him through the

I said, but he was in no mood

you are hurting me, so just go.”

won’t,” I said, jutting my chin up. At that, he looked at

attention on me and I recalled the way they had shone a rich shade of crimson last night.

the gaze he threw

of the bars and walked towards

suggest you not just leave the gym, but also the mansion and my life. You can go

but I could hear the way his breathing was

“But you-”

his hand on the

Zenovia. Why can’t you listen to me when

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