Chapter 58
Zenovia
“What everybody else does. You are a ruthless Lycan King.”
“And?”
He straightened his back. “And…and you rule the kingdom and everybody is your subject.”
“Why did you try to run away from me?”
Another question. This was getting awkward.
“I just wanted to have my freedom” I answered, mustering some courage that I did not believe I had.
“So, have I chained you? Are you imprisoned?” Callahan demanded and I could feel the way he was trying really hard to keep his anger at bay.
“Ino…but……you….I don’t know” I finished lamely and I could feel the helplessness in his eyes.
“So
you thought a random stranger would offer you money, and promise you to take you somewhere and you blindly believed him? What are you? Four?”
I widened my eyes at that. He had been busy with the shop owner and the flock of girls talking to him.
When did he see Harry slipping me the money?
“You know?”
Callahan gave a mirthless chuckle and raised his hands in the air before they fell limply by his sides, smacking his thighs.
“Do I know? Of course, I do. What do you think I am? A stupid fool? That guy was trapping you and you fell for his trap like
an idiot.”
I felt hurt by his accusations but I could not argue much because it was true.
“I know and I am sorry. I just wasn’t thinking”
Callahan nodded his head. “I bet you weren’t. So tell me what made you wish to do that? You have been living with me for almost a month, you had all the chances to run away so why now?”
“You are not my family. I just wanted to go to the human world and blend with them.”
Callahan came closer, his tall frame towering over me and looked down at me.
“That is not the answer to my question.”
I gulped, “I. I was sold to you as a breeder or a slave or whatever. I did not want to live my life like that.”
A muscle in his jaw ticked and I saw the way the air left his nostrils that flared in irritation.
“Did I ever treat you like that?” He demanded.
“No, you did not but…”
“But what?” He bellowed.
I took a deep breath to calm my nerves but it was not working. He inched even closer and the urge to lean into him was maddening.
I could not function with him so close to me. Arguing with him while he was so close was a mammoth task.
And I had had too many drinks to hold a straight conversation for long.
His
eyes
boré into me as if they had the ability to look at my soul and find out all my secrets.
“Look, I know I made a mistake and Lam sorry.”
“Do you have any fucking idea what would have happened if I was a second late? That injection…he would have..he…” Callahan could not even finish the line and it made me feel horribly guilty at my stupidity all over again.
“You fucking asked me or I should say ‘begged me to touch you when you were in heat. And now you want to run away from me?”
He coiled his hands into fists and slammed them on the car’s bonnet, making me squeeze my eyes shut.
His breathing was ragged and the hair had fallen on his face, partially covering the golden eyes that looked incredibly hurt and pained.
Callahan was close to me, too close and his intoxicating scent was filling every fiber of my soul.
His full lips were slightly parted and I had the mad urge to lean in and capture them in my lips again.
I had to step away from him before I did something stupid. So I tried to move away from him but his hands trapped me in a
cage.
“You are not going anywhere before you answer me”
The way a nerve jumped in his throat was making me feel incredibly nervous. Could I lick that nerve and possibly trail my tongue down all the way towards his chest?
I blinked and shook the thought away.
“Answer me!!” His voice rose just a little and I blurted out without thinking-
“Because I don’t think you want me and I did not want to see you with Cynthia for the rest of my life.”
Callahan’s eyes went wide at that and I put a hand on my mouth but it was too late. The words carrying my deepest fear had already left my mouth.
All I could do now was own them.
“You did not think I wanted you…” Callahan repeated with a blank stare but it felt more like a question.
I tried to hold back the tears that threatened to leak from my eyes. I did not want to give him the satisfaction of knowing how it hurt me to see him with someone else, how much I yearned for him, craved his touch.
I was a breeder, a loser, and a failed shifter. Not even an alpha would want me, forget about the supremely handsome lycan. king. I had to keep reminding myself of that but it still hurt nonetheless.
A lump formed in my throat that I swallowed while answering. “I went in heat and I begged you to mark me, pleaded with you to touch me but you were always in control, you just did the task as if you were used to it, just like your files that you read one after the other. I don’t want to be a file.”
I mentally slapped myself.
What the hell was I blabbering? Did my words even make any sense?
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