Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 132

Zenovia

I was sitting on the edge of my seat as he kept narrating with a faraway look in his eyes.

“Back in those days, Selene was far more approachable. She was a lesser Goddess whom we could meet easily. The fact that she created us was also a bonus. Lastly, I being the Lycan King and commander in chief of her forces could request for a special meeting with her. I would mostly meet her to report about the progress and the death toll though she was not really interested in the latter.”

My jaw dropped at that. “You have met Goddess Selene?”

“In the flesh though I am not sure if Gods and Goddesses have a heart.” He replied though there was no admiration in his voice. In fact, there was scorn in his tone as he spoke about her.

“Initially, the power and strength flowing through me gave me a certain adrenaline rush as I would kill the mages and witches easily. The proud smile on her face, when I would report that we had thwarted the enemy and infiltrated their ranks, would motivate me to keep pushing myself. At first, I was just an ordinary soldier but the need to please her made me become bolder and crueler. Soon, I began leading small groups to deviously trick the wizards and kill them, using not just strength but tactic as well.”

I nervously bit on my lower lip as he continued, “But soon I found myself feeling it increasingly difficult to fall asleep. The screams and cries of the enemy I killed would ring in my ears 24/7. After the first few weeks, killing people began to haunt me instead of giving me joy. I began to loathe myself and the person I was becoming. Selene however was pleased by my contribution, saw the earlier spark in my eyes, and promoted me to become her direct subordinate. I should have rejoiced and celebrated that I quickly climbed up the ranks but I began to hate it. I could not live like that anymore”

He took a pause and looked at me as he asked, “Funny right? You would think that the lycan King is too strong and too cruel to be affected by killing. You must be thinking I am such a coward right now.”

My silence had probably made him doubt himself.

“What? No! Why would I even think that? It only shows that you have a heart…and a conscience.”

Callahan scoffed, “Though I must admit, the pain of my comrades

affected me more than that of the enemy. I began to loathe the mindless killing so one day I decided to do something about it.”

“You…stopped fighting?” I asked.

orders. I was manufactured for killing so I had to inform

and I could get a sense of

a lesser Goddess so she could not digest the fact that a mere human was giving her a tough time. It was hurting her self-esteem. She had to prove it to her father that she was worthy of being a true Goddess and take the moon throne that

you…I mean Goddess Selene chose

glass and poured

we could win against the witch and prove her worth to her father.

looked up so fast at that line that I almost

met Selene’s father as well?”

elevated to a true Goddess. Her father could do that, crown her as the moon Goddess. She already had created us so she had followers and worshippers as

the glass of whisky in one go. He began to reach for the next but I stopped

sober and sane. You

lips. “The only reason I could tell you all this is because I am drinking. That way, I can tell myself that I did it under the influence

mother’s death and even Luna Celeste’s torture used to give me nightmares. And here Callahan was subjected to cruelty by the very

story with me but I felt as if I was the one whose heart was

and held his hand, stopping him from lifting the bottle again. My palm

on your face. But, I

drink. Because I do not want to handle the pain while being sober. I…I cannot lose you too,

squeezed his hand gently. “You are not losing me, Cal. I don’t care about the curse and how it would affect me. I should have died the

for my cheek and his

with you, I would not

my wrist

happened?” He asked, sounding

I feel it. Not just there…” I pointed at my wrist and then turned the same

“….but also here.”

lot,