Chapter 131

Zenovia

I stared at Callahan in shock, my ears ringing.

“What?”

“You should see your face. Your expression is priceless.” Callahan chuckled, but I found nothing funny about the way he casually dropped the bomb upon me.

“Are you really sharing the truth with me? Selene…the Moon Goddess. She cursed you?”

Callahan let his back rest on the chair and looked at the ceiling. “What would I get by feeding you with lies?”

He countered. I had opened my mouth to say something, but I closed it abruptly.

His reality was even absurder than some of the crazy theories I had heard about his curse. Some said he was cursed by a witch for some fallacy while others said that he killed his loved ones so fate worked against him.

But nothing I had heard so far came even remotely close to the reality he was sharing with me.

“How old are you, exactly?” I asked, my foot tapping restlessly on the floor and a slow grin appeared on his face.

“Of all the questions I thought you would ask me, this did not make the list.”

I frowned, folding my hands over my chest. I was not sure if I was ready to ask him the other questions. My mind was still reeling from the information dump.

So, I replied sarcastically, trying to hide my nervousness.

“That does not answer my question.”

he was uncovering? An attempt to hide his true grief and emotions

out a sigh.

from “The First Children’, so you have to guess how old that makes me.”

did not want to calculate. My brain was

expressions, he

while everyone I knew died. Well, most of them. I did not exactly keep track of the new lycans that Selene kept creating to add numbers to our army.”

hands coiled into fists.

“You are immortal?”

asked with a disbelieving

you paid more attention to what I have been telling you.” He sighed again and raked a hand through his hair, letting his long hair

my fingers through that silky mane, but resisted. I could not distract him right now. Or myself. I did not know when he would open up again if

cool facade seemed to be slipping away. It was visible in his body language, though he tried to

cursed or what exactly happened all those years ago.

looked at him with a look of pure surprise. Not that my expressions had been any different for the past thirty

with him for years and were his loyal warriors and friends. Surely, I thought, he must have

They all believe the same thing, that some witch cursed And

to not be able to help you. So why do you let them

to tell anybody anything. And think about it, Zee. What should I tell them? That their precious Selene cursed me? Should I tell them that the Goddess they pray to day and night to help them find a cure for me is the one who put me

could only stare at him in shock.

him, this was beyond my wildest. imagination. At this point, I was just blabbering

day and night to find a cure and you

shook me, as if to pull me to my senses.

the curse forbid me to speak of the details. Telling anyone about it would mean their death. I could not tell them the truth and see them die. I am selfish, Zee. I have been the reason for countless deaths, and I

and more troubled. He got up from the chair and walked towards the side table, grabbed a bottle of whisky and poured some for

blood and massacre all around me. We would keep fighting and the pile of dead bodies always kept increasing. Selene…she was obsessed with taking

voice was barely

did not care about those who died fighting for her. The severely injured

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