Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 122

Chapter 122

Zenovia

We stared at each other, Callahan’s eyes boring into mine as Drusilla gathered her ritual supplies.

“Okay, now I want you both to be standing in front of each other….here,” She said, pointing to a spot just in front of the statue.

I nodded and went to stand where she had asked us to. Callahan shook his head and followed suit.

Drusilla brought out another book from her bag and began reading something.

“I just have to make sure I am not doing it wrong” She mumbled. My gaze flicked to the book in her hand and I noticed it to be a pretty old and worn-out book. It had a leather outer cover and the pages seemed yellowed.

“What trick shop did you buy that book from?” Callahan asked, noticing my questioning gaze.

Drusilla flipped the pages and muttered, “I know you don’t believe in fate or destiny. The least you can do is stay quiet when I am working.”

Callahan raised his hands in mock surrender and stood in front of me while Drusilla pulled out a white powder and began drawing a circle around us.

“You are a witch as well?” I asked, just to not be caught looking at Callahan’s face when he was staring so intently at me.

Even his gaze was telling me how this was a stupid idea.

“Partially. I am learning. And I had to make a few deals just to lay a hand on this book. So it better work.”

“What deals?” Callahan asked sharply but she ignored him.

After she completed the circle around us she pulled a small dagger and held it in front of us.

“What? Now I have to nick her with that? I have claws you know,” Callahan added but Drusilla rolled her eyes at him.

suddenly being too chatty, probably an attempt to disguise his nervousness as a

some incantations in a language

it back

vein. Then you too, Zenovia. Then you both hold your wrists over each other as

“English

and pointed her index finger at my wrist. “The middle one,

to shiver as he gently reached

gentle brush of his fingers made my skin tingle but I decided to blame it on the chilly air.

felt goosebumps appear on my skin. “This might hurt a

said and

knife would keep the wound open just a

need it

lower lip. His wounds

dice you with my claws, which I don’t have. Plus, we need to use

her as his golden

looking at

stand still while looking into his eyes and

touch my skin. His gaze was hypnotic

in the silence that was otherwise only punctuated

and I tried not to show the disappointment in my expressions with the way he quickly let

his left hand. The tip of his nails were chipped and I could see the wounds

wounds and dread settled in my heart

you going to do it or not?”

held his hand with one of my own while repeating what he had done to my hand. Blood had pooled around the small incision he made, just enough to make it ooze out gently and not gush out like

werewolf was trying to heal the wound. “Relax,

a basic instinct”

scars that I had not previously seen. He would seldom sit still for me to observe his wounds or his face for that matter. And his eyes

on his wrist. Red blood squeezed itself

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