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.”

way to show how unbothered he was with the secrets he was uncovering? An attempt to hide his true grief and

let out a

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

eyes grew as wide as saucers. I did not want to calculate. My brain was trying to process a lot

perplexed expressions, he added,

survived while everyone I knew died. Well, most of them. I did not exactly keep track of the new lycans that Selene

hands coiled

“You are immortal?”

a disbelieving

telling you.” He sighed again and raked a hand through his hair, letting his

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

cursed or what exactly happened all those years ago.

him with a look of pure surprise. Not that my expressions had

for years and were his loyal warriors and friends. Surely, I thought, he must have told them. But his answer was the exact opposite of

of them. They all believe the same thing,

know how dejected they feel to not be able to help you. So why do you let them follow

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

only stare at him in shock.

wildest. imagination. At this point, I was just blabbering things that popped

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

hand and shook me, as if

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,

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

have not spoken about all this in ages…or in forever. Those were the dark days and there was nothing but 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 Mirabel down, but Mirabel’s witches

voice was barely

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 injured.”

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