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.”

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

let out a sigh.

left from “The First Children’,

calculate. My brain was trying to process

expressions, he

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

as his 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

him right now. Or myself. I did not know when he would open up again if I did what my heart wanted me to

his cool facade seemed to be slipping

why I am cursed or what exactly happened all those years ago. I believe you are

Not that my expressions had been any different for the past

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

believe the same thing,

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

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 find a

only stare at him in shock.

I had learned about him, this was beyond my wildest. imagination. At this point, I was just blabbering things that popped up in my

day and night to find a cure and you hide such a huge secret from her,

and shook me, as if to pull me to

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 guilt every day. I cannot bear to live with the thought of causing them harm. I would not be able to forgive myself if anything

and more troubled. He got up from the chair and

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 and

My voice was barely a

about those who died fighting for her. The severely injured were discarded as easily as the dead and

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