Chapter 69
Zenovia
I kept staring at the message for a long time, wondering what to reply. I did not send any reply to it and even Sid did not continue
the conversation.
Maybe he was being very careful with his plans.
Either way, it gave me a lot of things to ponder about. Earlier, my only plan had been to go back to my father and make him see
the truth, but now with the mention of the rogue King, I was not sure anymore.
It would be wrong to say that in some odd way. I had begun to care for Callahan.
If 1 could find out this rogue King’s plans, I would be able to save him from further trouble. He was already troubled and Elijah’s
words kept replaying in my head.
Callalan would be upset if he found out I had contact with Sid and did not even inform him. I recalled the look in his eyes when
he had walked up the stairs of the pub, the way he had looked at me in concern, asking me if I was okay, and pulling me into his
embrace.
Was that just his duty of saving a pack member? Or did he also feel something for me?
He had called me his and then had been so delicate and then demanding all at once. No matter how much I tried not to, my
thoughts kept drifting back to him.
On one hand, I wanted to run away from Callahan, while on the other, I wanted to be close to him, too close.
Maybe I should infort lum about Sid and the text messages so that he would not be angry with me again.
It was frustrating. I clicked on his number and thought of sending him a message, but then wondered what to write.
1 typed and deleted a few messages before placing the phone away. I did not need to put myself through so much misery again.
Feeling restless, I went to the window and opened it. The night was dark and the dense trees covered most of my view of the
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A soft breeze was flowing through the window, making the curtains flutter. I leaned on the windowsill dreamily, wondering what
the moon Goddess had in store for me.
My eyes were fluttering shut, and I was about to fall asleep when in the far distance. I saw two little lights.
I let out a yawn and saw the lights dim, and my eyes drooped heavily. I was about to turn around and go to the bed when I heard
the gate creek open.
I was still feeling drowsy due to the soft breeze washing over me, but then I saw the lights growing larger and approaching
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Stifling a yawn, I realized that it was quite late and for a second wondered who it might be. And then, as the two blobs of light
came closer, I realized whose car it was.
but from this angle and distance, it was hard to see
And before I knew I was dashing through the room, running down the stairs and sprinting down
I had not even put on slippers and was running through the broad passageway before climbing down the never ending stairs..
At one point, I almost slipped and stabbed my toe.
Jumping up and down, I massaged my feet for a second before resuming to run downstairs. I had almost run towards the main
door, but then remembered the shortcut to his garage through the other side.
Hence, I changed direction and began running towards the garage again.
I would have looked like a headless chicken that was running around without any direction, but I had a smile on my face.
I wanted to see the face of the man who had not left my thoughts even for a millisecond in the entire day.
These twenty four hours had been the longest ever. He could sulk, he could be arrogam like always, bicker or fight I just wanted
to see his face and then run back to my room and pretend to sleep.
I was truly insane.
Ichuckled and kept running, and finally reached the door that led through the garage. Catching my breath, I leaned on a wall, my
hair falling on my face as I heard the huge gate of the garage slowly roll upward.
When the gate had risen quite high, I heard the car’s ignition followed by the entire car that slowly drove in.
The windows were pulled up completely, so I was not able to see his face. I looked around and ducked behind a pillar to get a
better view, but stayed hidden from his sight.
The car drove a little and slowly pulled up as the car’s ignition was turned off. I heard footsteps and slowly craned my neck
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And I sucked in a breath to see the face of the man I had been eagerly waiting to see for the entire day.
He looked a bit tired, but no less handsome. He was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up and nuvy blue pants. While
he took his bag and other stuff out, I kept staring at him.
No, staring is the wrong word.
I was gawking at him unabashedly.
How could this man look so handsome at almost 2 am in the night? His hair was a little disheveled and my heart ached to run a
hand through them, wanting to feel the softness under me.
Callahan closed the door and gathered his bag and coat in one hand while holding the key in the other.
“How long are you going to wait?” He asked.
I tried to hide behind the pillar. Had he already noticed me? Surely. I had picked a good spot to hide myself behind all the big
cars and other garage items.
He threw his head up and turned around, but I ducked behind the pillar just in time. My heart was palpitating wildly, and I wanted
a few moments to catch my breath
I would just tell him that I had come to inform him about Sid’s messages instead of telling him how much I had missed him.Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm
Surely that would be a strong reason to want to come running here.
Thus, I slowly put a step forward to see him still staring at the car.
“Fine, hide there all night. I am leaving
I had taken another step, but then I heard the car door open again. And out of it stepped a girl who seemed a little grumpy
Her hair was tied up, and she was wearing a very short dress. She got out of the car and pushed the door close with her heel
while walking towards him.
Cynthia
1 should have expected that to be her. I should have known she would never let him leave in just a day.
But the fact that he had been the entire day with lier and still had got her home hurt, nonetheless. Not that I had any business
getting offended with that.
“All the treaty and clauses talk made my head swim. I was just taking a moment to calm down. My brain does not work like yours
all day”
She said in a grumbling tone. Callahan’s back was facing me while Cynthia’s face was visible, and I saw the way her eyes
danced with a twinkle of excitement
Callahan shrugged. “You wanted to be included in all the ‘big talk’ and work with me. You got what you wanted.”
“Not yet”
She replied mischievously and gave him a sly smile.
Callahan closed the door behind her and locked the car. He did not reply to her comment that she took as another sign of
continuing to flirt.
“My dear Lycan King, do you know what I want?”
She asked, but he let out a sigh. “It is almost 2 am, Cynthia. And I have lots of files waiting for me.”
That is what you do all day. Just work and more work. You don’t have to marry your work but a living, breathing girl. You know
that, right?”
Callahan replied tonelessly, “If the girl doesn’t make me want to love her like I love my work, then she is not worth the
elfort
His Ime made me remember our conversation from earlier, when I had stupidly blurted out that I did not want to be just another
file for him to read and toss away.
Was that the reason he didn’t seem interested in me? Because I did not want to make him ignore his work? But then that would
make him an inefficient King.
While I wondered what went on in his mind, Cynthia slowly walked towards him and stood close to him, really close. Raising” a
land, she trailed her forefinger along his jawline as she whispered, “sometimes the man has to put in a little effort too, your
know, even if he is the Lycan King.”
When he did not respond, she added, “I know you just need a little push. We have worked all day. Let’s have some fun. tonight”
Author’s note: Thank you for the comments. I had fun reading through them, but I cannot confirm or deny any of it would happen,
as it would be a huge spoiler.
Question for today- So what is Cynthia after? Why does she want Callahan so badly, despite knowing he is cursed?