Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 133

Zenovia

I hesitated. As much as I wanted to hear the story, I was afraid Callahan would drown himself in alcohol. I had never seen him drink like this. Or so unstable. I had seen his rage and temper…but this…seeing the most fierce king of werewolves look so helpless and miserable was new to me.

I was not sure if I could handle him if he broke down.

And, I was also dreading to hear the entire truth. My belief system was already shaken. Just how much more could I hear? Was I ready for it?

He noticed the confusing emotions flash in my eyes and asked, “Are you sure you want to hear the truth, Zee? The complete and absolute truth? I am still giving you the chance to walk away from this. You don’t have to know or hear anything.”

I gulped nervously and my hold on his hand loosened.

There was no turning back now. I was not sure when he would open up to me again if he had not even shared all of this with his trusted friends.

“You are not touching another bottle,” I added, trying my best to not let my voice shake, and stepped back as Callahan smiled and lifted the bottle to put it directly to his lips.

“You know what? Today is not the first day I saw you wandering in the forest all alone.”

I stared at him in confusion.

“No, I only left or tried to run away from you once.”

But Callahan shook his head. “Pretty sure this is the second time. The first time I saw you, just like tonight in the forest, wandering alone in the night.”

I scratched my head. How could that be possible?

“I don’t remember.”

“I only recalled it now. You did not look hurt to me in any way, so I let it slide, but I should have noticed that something was off when you did not have an answer to why you had wandered in the forest so late at night all by yourself. I only thought you did that to piss me off.”

my head again. “No, I still don’t recall

Callahan had that faraway look in his eyes, as if he was wondering

you when she has never shown me her face in all these years, but I will unravel

“What?”

taking one long swig, he spoke, “The memory that you saw… Mirabel showed that to you for

took another swig. His eyes were red, and I could see how hard he was fighting to control his emotions. The bottle was almost empty.

almost defeated. I begged her to reconsider

his eyebrow and looked up at me. “Want to guess what must have

not like

with such a suggestion. And to make matters worse, she found out

wildly. I was sure

breaths to calm my nerves…or at least

could kill her army. She cursed me to live a loveless and lonely life, stating that nobody would ever love me

left

was

lesser Goddess and the curse came into effect the moment Selene’s words left her mouth. Aisy…or Aislynn was the girl that you saw dying in the memory. Aisy

would her death lead to a truce?” I asked, my voice shaking.

had seen him hold her close and cry bitterly in the memory Mirabel showed

memory was vivid and etched in my mind quite clearly of the way he had held onto her, begging Mirabel to help him. But Mirabel had stood there impassively, only waving her wand at last to help Aislynn’s journey to

she related to Selene?” I asked.

Aislynn looked truly beautiful, as if she was a goddess. So, my mind assumed she would be somehow related.

over some unknown girl’s death?

reply shocked me once

Mirabel’s daughter….”

“What?”

like I was asking that question a lot. How did that make sense? The memory showed me Mirabel standing impassively, completely unaffected by her daughter’s