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.

servants inside the quarters. But since early morning, everybody is busy restoring the outdoors, and I was tasked to look after you.”

eagerly. “But did you see him? Is

and I saw the way her shoulders sagged.

bad shape. The curse…I guess it is

She

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

on the side table

to tell

the way he was trying to avoid me. Even yesterday, he kept pushing me away and

to let that happen.

contents in one go and placed it back on the side table

be

a beast, but a

was not an ungrateful

then made my way outside the room. I did not have

to be outside it and standing guard, but there was

and stormed inside

think you are doing?” I shouted. But there was nobody to

If he was not working, where else

I recalled one more thing that would make him slog and sweat until he passed

climbed down the stairs and headed towards the huge gym where he

all over the huge space. And

black shorts. I could only stare at his muscles as he lifted the weights effortlessly, repeating one set after another

me, so I took a moment to admire his physique. He was built of pure muscle and he was overexerting himself, almost

noticed my prese. And

my stupid mind thought that it made him

at me and I answered,

on the floor and went towards another machine and began doing lateral pull backs.

in a curt voice, but I was only focused on the way he was straining himself, more than

to stand in front of him, looking at him through the gaps in the huge

hurting yourself,” I said, but he was in no mood

you are hurting me,

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

golden eyes turned their attention on me and I recalled the way they had shone a rich shade of crimson

but now, the gaze he threw at me was raunchy and made my knees turn to jelly.

and walked towards me as I subconsciously took

the gym, but also the mansion and my life. You can go

I could hear the way his breathing was ragged

“But you-”

began, but he slammed his

Why can’t you listen to me when I tell you

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