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.”

Was that a way to show how unbothered he was with the secrets he was uncovering? An attempt to hide his true grief and emotions by

let out

the only one left from “The First Children’, so you have to guess how old that makes

grew as wide as saucers. I did not want to calculate. My brain was trying

expressions, he added,

I am the unlucky one who survived while everyone I knew died. Well, most of them. I did not exactly keep track

as his hands coiled

“You are immortal?”

asked with a disbelieving

I have been telling you.” He sighed again and raked a hand through his hair, letting his long hair fall to the sides

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

I asked, the more his cool facade seemed to be slipping away. It was visible in his body language, though he

this burden for years. Not many know why I am cursed or what exactly happened all those years ago. I believe you

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

I asked. They had been living with him for years and were his loyal warriors and friends. Surely, I

all believe the same thing, that some

keep looking for a solution and you know how dejected they feel to not be

Zee. What should I tell them? That their precious Selene cursed me? Should I tell them that the Goddess they pray to

could only stare at him in

learned about him, this was beyond my wildest. imagination. At this

revolving around you…..why did you never tell her? She works day and night to find a cure and you hide

as if to pull

am selfish, Zee. I have been the reason for countless deaths, and I live

I saw the way his face looked more and more troubled. He got up from the chair and walked towards the side table, grabbed a bottle of

and there was nothing but blood and massacre all around me. We would keep fighting and the pile of dead bodies always kept increasing.

My voice was barely a

Selene did not care about those who died fighting for her. The severely injured were discarded as easily as the dead and she kept creating more lycans than tending to those who were

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