Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 129

Zenovia

“Callahan!” I cried out and tried to reach for him, but it was as if I could not move. I felt I was rooted to my spot and could not take a step forward.

Some invisible barrier seemed to block my way ahead.

“Callahan!! Look at me!!” I cried again, and it was then that I realized that my voice was not reaching him.

In fact, he was not even looking at me. He had his back turned to me and was staring into nothingness.

The skies above grew turbulent and the clear sky became angry as black clouds and swirls of winds appeared out of nowhere.

The winds were roaring loudly as I saw the scene before me grow hazy. I tried to focus on Callahan, but he seemed to watch the turbulence with a detached longing.

“Callahan!! Watch out!!” I cried and banged my hands on the invisible walls, but the attempt was futile.

I tried speaking to the voice, “What is going on? What is the meaning of all this?” but again was met with silence.

Somehow, my voice wasn’t reaching the other side, but I could see and hear whatever was going on the other side of the invisible wall pretty clearly.

I moved to the side to get a better view of what was going on.

The winds stopped roaring fiercely for a second and I saw the shadows of someone, a girl, looking at him.

She had a pale face but was very beautiful. Her long hair cascaded down her back and the long black dress she was wearing accentuated her figure even more.

Callahan slowly reached for her face as tears were streaming down the face of the girl. There was some distance between them and the girl was limping, her feet unsteady as she took one step after another at him.

I saw the way her hands clutched her stomach and she let out a pained whimper.

“Cal…” she said weakly, and he immediately went towards her. He cradled her in his arms, scooping her up in his embrace but his legs were shaking too.

of both of them so he fell down on the ground, holding her in his arms.

tears streaming down his face as he gingerly reached for her hand and cupped

seem angry at him. He was sobbing

his clothes and hands became smeared

this…this is my fault. You should not be paying the price

was a raw pain in his voice and I was ashamed of

or what was her relationship with Callahan but I noticed the way he was

seemed to be on the verge of death and based on his reaction; he

the young woman close when she took a raspy breath and pushed the hair plastered to her forehead back,

You cannot leave me.” He said

at him or tried

always be with you…” she said and then slowly raised her hand to touch his chest,

“…in here…”

focused on the two that I did

flowy robe, all black, and was

help the wounded or appease the distraught. It only stayed where it was, staring at the two beings

the figure, but the hood was lowered enough to hide the face. There was a staff in the figure’s hand,

it appeared to be

was wearing long gloves, all black, and the tip of

her pain? That was no fault of hers. Please, I

the first time, I heard the raw hurt and desperation in his voice. He was always standing tall and proud, and his voice would sound arrogant,

no business with. Yet,

voice said coldly.

this. I was the culprit. So please spare her. Take my life instead.”

effort to

of nature. You have

off his face,