Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 140

Chapter 140

I paced through the room, thinking about how to get out of the mansion. Callahan would freak out if he learned I tried running away again.

Plus I also thought he would come to check on me if I did not show up in a few hours. Yesterday night was rather….eventful.

If I suddenly vanished from my room after learning all about his past, he would think I shunned him or was second guessing my decision to be his anchor.

I had to act smart.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to go meet him. Thus, I quickly dried my hair, put on casual clothes, simple jeans, and a cream colored top, and headed outside my room.

The day had already begun, and it was almost time for breakfast. I climbed down the stairs and looked around to spot him. But he was nowhere to be found.

My feet automatically turned to the dining area as I saw the servants and Martha starting to set up the table.

Martha was holding a stash of dishes in her hand, and I almost bumped into her.

“Watch your step,” she said, not in an unkindly voice.

“Sorry,” I replied, earning a smile from her.

“Just in time for breakfast. I was wondering if you are not feeling well lately.” She said, placing the dishes on the table.

“Why would you think so?” I asked, plucking an apple from the bowl of fruits.

“You just look pale and tired. There are bags under your eyes, see” She pointed to my face, but I shrugged it off.

“Nothing a long day of blissful sleep can’t fix”

After a bit of a chitchat, I asked the question I really wanted to.

“Where is the Lycan King?”

She had gone in the kitchen to get some more stuff, so she answered me while continuing her work.

“Oh, he has been holed up in his office since last night. Only left to shower and was back to work, I think.”

I blushed at the memories the mention of his office desk brought up. “Do we have any guests?”

“None that I know of.”

That was a relief. She was busy preparing the breakfast dish for Callahan that I saw she was setting up with great care.

popped up in my head.

the breakfast to his office”

that. “I thought you must be tired after the ordeal.

I blinked.

“Eh…”

no easy feat. You

Oh, that.

of her, “Look at me. I am fine. Just add my small dish to the tray

but did as I asked.

while carrying it up the stairs, careful to not accidentally trip, and reached the outside

knocked on the door once. But there was no

time yet there was no answer. Getting slightly annoyed, I did not bother to knock but just pushed the door

saw a sight that

his head bent down on the table, his messy hair falling all over

noise as I gently placed the tray on

except him and the window was left slightly open, a soft breeze flowing in.

fluttered, and I only stood by the

his face resting on the back of his hand. My heart went out to

battling on a lot of fronts and the inner conflict was definitely

strands of hair that were tickling his

hand that was not beneath his face reached for my waist and curled up

whispered, “Did I

his eyes but pulled

I don’t mind being woken up if it is

His hand brushed my bare skin

go somewhere,” He said though it sounded more like a question. I hesitated and when I did not immediately

the warm morning sun, his eyes looked even pretty. Every inch of him

if you are sleepy, maybe, you should go to your room to

I tried to

stepped away and turned around, too nervous to look him in the

made him straighten his back and stretch his

my face first, then

up the dishes on the small round table on the side

thankfully, he wouldn’t have to gobble food in a

done, he returned from the washroom, wiping

when I dozed off but I have plenty

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