Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

Chapter 99 Zenovia Callahan's shirt smelled divine. It still had his lingering scent, and | could still recall the way he had raked his my body when | was with him.

There was a definite joy in my body language as | climbed up the stairs, happily humming a tune to myself.

I had reached the floor when | heard a voice.

“Oh, you are back. | was wondering where you'were. | was looking for you....” eyes all over | turned around to see Cynthia standing in front of me. She was wearing a long pencil skirt and red shirt and had a pen in one hand while a file in another.

She looked at me, and the smile almost disappeared from her face.

“Oh, hi there,” She said, and | waved at her, not wanting to talk.

“Did you see the Lycan King?” She asked, while returning her attention back to the file.

But then she abruptly looked at me again, as if noticing me for the first time.

Or the thing | was wearing. | believe she thought | was just wearing some oversized, baggy shirt or something, but then she peered intently at it.

“Yes, he just went to his room to freshen up maybe,” | answered her sweetly.

“Freshen up?” She asked and | could not help but feel smug about the way she raised an eyebrow. Her facial expressions changed so much that | could easily guess how she was trying to connect the dots.

| wished | had some mind reading power to look into her brain and see all her worries and insecurities laid bare.

| wished | could gloat about how Callahan had spent the night with me, kissing me and ‘wanting me when she kept throwing herself at him and he never touched her.

“Yeah, the night was quite tiring,” | added with a smile, and | loved the way the color drained from her face.

She tried to keep a straight face, but | saw the way her fingers dug into the file, almost ‘wanting to tear it out.

| would have loved tormenting her some more, but then a voice called out from behind me.

“Zee, where have you been?” | turned around to see Elijah smiling at me. He had a bag slung over his shoulder and a tired face.

| smiled brightly at him and dashed down the stairs.

“I should be asking you that question,” | said, and he pulled me into a hug effortlessly.

Elijah’s presence was warm and inviting, and whenever | saw him, he always made my worries fade away.

It was as if he carried his own sun everywhere, brightening everybody's day just by showing up.

Elijah pulled me into a hug and smiled radiantly at me.

“Pack duty first, Miss Zenovia. Everything else comes later,” He murmured as | stayed in his embrace.

It felt nice to have him around again.

“Wait, why are you even awake at this hour? Your training starts in 2 hours or so, right?”

He looked at me with furrowed eyebrows, and | flashed him an excited smile.

“Yesterday was a full moon, El,” | said, and he kept looking at me in confusion.

“Yeah, so?” He asked, and | kept grinning at him.

If there was one true friend, | wanted to share my joy with, it was definitely him.

His eyes went wide, and he stared at me with surprise.

“Oh, iny goddess, Zen. Did you really?” I nodded my head frantically and he let out a big laugh and even whooped in the air.

| began laughing too and jumped up and down with him. He grabbed me by the shoulders and turned us around in a circle.

“That is so great, Zen. | knew it. | knew you could do it" | let his infectious joy affect me and we both started dancing like idiots on the floor.

Hearing the commotion, a few servants came to the hall to see what the fuss was about.

pter 99 dropped the bag and scooped me up in his arms as he told everybody, “Our little princess is no longer a wolfless girl. She awakened her wolf.” Soon, everybody started cheering and clapping while Elijah turned us both around in a slow circle.

And | truly felt happy to see the tinge of respect in everybody's eyes.

Being just a human in the world of werewolves was not something to be proud of. Though nobody dared scorn me because | had been taken in by the Lycan King himself, | knew how everybody treated wolfless people.

Being wolfless was even worse than being an omega who some alpha would take in as her mistress to provide him with pups. Humans would mostly be hunted or killed.

It was barbaric, but that was a way to weed out the weak links from the pack..

I had only been safe earlier because my father, as much as he despised me, had not thrown me out of the pack.

| was reduced to a slave but he did not abandon me or sell me off...well...until Celeste showed up and filled his mind with her poison.

A small part of me would have loved to run towards my father and proudly tell him that | found my wolf and see him smile at me with proud tears in his eyes.

My mother would stand happily beside him and pull me into a hug.

“Hey, where are you lost?” Elijah’s soft voice brought me out of my reverie.

I'had my hands placed on his shoulders and looked down at him.

“N-nothing” | said and shook my head. And then another voice boomed through the large hall.

“What is going on here?” | looked up to see Callahan appear on the first floor, just beside Cynthia. He had showered and changed and was wiping his hair with a towel.

Apparently, Cynthia had never left and was watching what was going on with keen interest.

| saw Callahan's gaze fall on Elijah and the way he was holding me up. Callahan was quite far from me, but | could clearly recall the way he had held me up a few hours ago, just like this.

Elijah was simply cheering me up and doing nothing else, but the way Callahan stared at us made me think as if we had been doing something scandalous.

The servants quickly returned to their work of seeing Callahan before hastily bowing to him. Meanwhile, Elijah lowered me and stepped aside to maintain some distance from me.

“Uh, nothing King. | just heard an exciting piece of news. Our newest pack member is no longer wolfless. That's nice, right? Elijah answered before bowing to Callahan politely.

“Yes, so nice,” Callahan answered while glaring at me.

Cynthia took the opportunity to tear her gaze away from us and look at Callahan. She gave him a bright smile and stood near him, almost pushing herself upon him.

“I was waiting for you in the office. | did not know you were in your room.” She batted her eyelashes, but he only continued to wipe his head.

“The meeting of the alphas went quite well. | made a few changes to the clauses and have brought the final draft for you to go through.” Callahan took the file from her and she pointed her pen at the page she wanted him to read through.

| only smiled at Elijah and whispered a thanks to him. He had given me a small celebration, like my mother would have if she were alive.

Elijah put a hand to his heart and whispered, “My pleasure” “Why is he suddenly so cranky?” | asked Elijah while sneakily pointing at the first floor.

Callahan was turning the pages so rashly that he might as well tear them off along with the entire file.

“No idea. Alphas always annoy him with their odd requests” Elijah wildly shook his head and asked me to stay put while answering me.

But | was not convinced. Maybe seeing Cynthia's face made him lose his good mood.

That could probably be a very strong reason.

| thought to myself and couldn't help but chuckle.

From above the first floor, a loud, snapping voice resounded. | looked up to see Callahan shut the file and look at me evenly.

“What is so funny about it?" He asked, and | hastily lowered my head.

“N-nothing, King. She is just happy about last night,” Elijah answered on my behalf, and Callahan scoffed while leaning on the guardrail.

“Of course she is,” he said, and | looked up to see that damn smirk return on his face. His gaze challenged me to counter his words. | tried to quash the shiver that ran up, my spine on hearing the way he said that line.

How could he look so annoying yet captivating at the same time? “You see, the shirt she is wearing, that's mine,” He added and closed the file he was reading, leaving me staring at him wide-eyed.