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.”

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

out a sigh.

First Children’, so you have to guess how

calculate. My brain was

my perplexed expressions, he

living creatures walking this earth. I am the unlucky one who survived while everyone I knew died. Well, most of them. I did not exactly keep track of the new lycans that Selene kept

as his hands

“You are immortal?”

a disbelieving

He sighed again and raked

rake 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 I did what my heart wanted me to do to

like a self-inflicted wound. The more I asked, the more his cool facade seemed to be slipping away. It was visible in his body language, though he tried to maintain a neutral tone.

or what exactly happened all those years ago.

I looked at him with a look of pure surprise. Not that my expressions had been

about Matteo and Elijah?” I asked. They had been living with him for years and were his loyal warriors and friends. Surely, I thought, he

all believe the same thing, that some

me that they keep looking for a solution and you know how dejected they feel to not be able to help you. So why do you let

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

at him in shock.

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

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

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

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

his forehead on mine. 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 whisky and poured some for

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

was barely a whisper.

chuckle. “A protector, 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

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