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.”

being cheeky? 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 acting like he

out a

one left from “The First Children’, so

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

my perplexed expressions, he

knew died. Well, most of them. I did

as his hands

“You are immortal?”

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

my fingers through that silky mane, but resisted. I could not distract him right now. Or myself. I

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

why I am cursed or what exactly

that my expressions had

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

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

they feel to not be able to

his hand on the chair. “Because I cannot tell them. The curse forbade me 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

could only stare at him in shock.

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

visions. She sees flashes of things revolving around you…..why did you never tell her? She works day and night to find a cure and you hide such a huge secret from her, from your loyal warriors.”

as if to pull me to

listening. I said 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 live with that

placed his forehead on mine. I saw the way his face looked more and more troubled. He got up from the chair and walked

me. We would keep fighting and the pile of dead bodies always kept increasing. Selene…she was obsessed with taking Mirabel down, but Mirabel’s

was

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

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