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.

the servants inside the quarters. But since early morning, everybody is busy restoring the

did you see him? Is he okay? Was

and I saw

shape. The curse…I guess it

made a grim face. She

many times and…and it is not safe for you with the Rogue King running behind you. Maybe you

the side table and looked at her pointedly.

you to

grew flustered, but I only grew annoyed with the way he was trying to avoid me. Even

not going to let that

I lifted the glass, swallowed the contents in one go and placed it back on the side table with a thud.

be better if you don’t try to stop me.”

shook her head and repeated, “A werewolf under control is a beast, but a Lycan that has lost his control is truly a monster.

an ungrateful person to turn my back on him if

then made my way outside the room. I did not have to wonder where he could

outside it and

thought and

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

not working, where else

I recalled one more thing that would make

towards the huge gym where he had trained me until I

the huge space. And

at his muscles as he lifted the weights effortlessly, repeating one set after

so I took a moment to admire his physique. He was built of pure muscle and he was overexerting himself, almost as if he had a death wish. walked in and slowly approached him as he grunted and added more

he had noticed my prese. And

my stupid mind thought that it

are you doing here?” He asked without looking at me and I answered, “I

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

He said in a curt voice, but I was only focused on

went to stand in front of him, looking at him through

yourself,” I said, but he was in no mood to listen to me.

hurting me, so

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

recalled the way they had shone a rich shade of crimson last night.

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

the bars and walked towards me as I subconsciously took

not just leave the gym, but also the mansion and my life. You

but I could hear the way his breathing was ragged and see the

“But you-”

slammed his hand on

sake, Zenovia. Why can’t you listen to me when I tell

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