Found by the Lycan King

Zenovia

Sid hastily answered, “I don’t think so. He does. He only got in touch with me..or rather I received an anonymous tip last time to bring you to him because he wanted to see in person who was the girl who had managed to make the Lycan King break his rules.”

“About that. Where were you going to throw me for the Rogue King to do whatever he wanted to do with me?”

I folded my hands on my chest, leaning back on the chair to put as much space between us as I could.

“I am sorry, Zen. I just was not thinking straight at that time.”

“That is not an answer to my question!” I said sharply.

Sid sighed. “I was told to leave you on the outskirts of the forest,

blindfolded and tied to a tree. In exchange, I would have received a huge reward.”

“So much for being in love with me,” I said sarcastically though I was brimming with anger that he would leave me like that.

“No, I would never do that to you. My stupid brain thought I should mark you first so that he would never lay a claim on you.”

“Ah, so you wanted to trick the Rogue King, mark me, and also take away my free will from me because you were so in love with me.”

My fingers dug into the armrest of my chair and that was all I could do to prevent myself from trying to rip his head off.

I had cooked and cleaned for him for so many months. I should have poisoned his food instead.

“You know very well how that plan turned out.”

Sid’s shoulders sagged and he ran his hand through his hair.

“I know you don’t trust me. I have never given you a reason to. But I am willing to do anything to prove it to you that I have changed. Anything you say.”

I looked him in the eye, trying to ascertain what new plan he was

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Chapter 143 cooking.

The waiter returned to our table holding a large plate of food for him and just mango juice for me.

Sid was practically salivating at the sight of food and finished a sandwich before I even took a sip from my glass of juice. He did not even breathe and turned his attention to the next sandwich while also stuffing his mouth with a handful of fries. He was eating as if he had not had food in days. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I wondered if Celeste was eating all the food for herself and leaving scraps for her son. Knowing how vile she was, I would not be surprised if she really did so.

When he began eating the third sandwich, I took a sip of the mango juice and asked,

“What led to this change of heart, if I may ask? Is your mother not filling your ears and heart with more poison?”

I did not care that she was still the Luna of our pack or that she was around my father. She needed him until Sid was worthy enough to take the alpha title. And I was not going to sugarcoat it.

Sid was eating ravenously and answered the question with a half stuffed mouth.

“You…or rather, your absence.”

Sid answered, not trying to justify his mother’s behavior.

That was a start. But that could be because he was fully focused on the food. He had eaten almost eight sandwiches, two large fries, and finished one glass of juice while two more were still waiting for him,

Why was he so hungry? It was weird to see him gobble up like a hound, but I did not want to be concerned about him.

He finished the other glass of juice as well but his answer made me narrow my eyes.

“What do you mean?”

“I agree that I have always been a spoiled brat and most of my bullying or ire was subjected to you. Mom told me from a young age that you were a threat to my position and if I did not turn your father against you,

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we would be thrown to the streets. I…I believed that.”

“Most certainly you did,” I quipped.

“I was naïve and stupid, Zen. I only wanted to be the alpha, but I had no idea what responsibilities it brought forth. Until you were around, the chores always got done, we never had to wonder what to cook or who would do the laundry, you did most of the work and we left you a small wooden cabin that was smaller than a bathroom to live in.”

He crouched forward again and added, “I will be honest with you. At first, I was delighted to see that our plan had worked, and you were not around anymore. No threat to my alpha title, since the blood of your father ran in your veins. But, when your father was given the medicines to slow him down, and I was slowly given the alpha responsibilities, I realized it took a lot more work to keep a pack functioning. I had to find people to work and do their tasks, but since I was given the temporary charge, I realized none of my friends or men I trusted to help me ever wanted to work. Like me, they all only wanted to drink and party.”

“Wait, wait, wait, you gave father what?”

I asked, my voice rising a little as Sid blanched.

“I can explain.” He said, wiping the back of his hand on his mouth like a grizzly bear. He even burped and apologized, but I was not offended by his table manners in the slightest.

“You better do,” I said, my voice turning angry and cold.

Is that the reason father looked so pale and weak? Luna Celeste was giving him some medicines to slow him down. What exactly did that

even mean?

The

“Look, I stopped giving him that when I realized what it was, medicine that I thought was for treating his injuries turned out to be some potion that would turn his brain foggy and thought process unclear.”

“What?” My voice again.

The nerve of this woman! I wanted to snap her neck and kill her with own hands. Never before had I wanted to hurt her so badly.

First, she was the reason my mother died of heartache, she threw me ou of my own house and now she was poisoning my father as well? To wha lengths would this woman go?

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I had somehow survived the hurt of being thrown out of my own house and had been too weak to fight her back when my mother died. I had been young, alone, and a stranger in my own house.

She was the reason I did not get to live much with my mother. Her arrival was the reason my life had turned into a mess.

But I thought all this time, even if she was cunning and shrewd, she might love my father. Even if she had snatched everything from me and thrown me on the streets, I somehow hoped she would love and adore her mate.

But that was not the case.

Isn’t that what mates were supposed to do? My mother would always stare at my father as if her world revolved around him, and as if he was the sole reason for her joy and existence.

That was why when he did not love her anymore, my mother could not bear the heartache and died.

Tears stung at the back of my eyes as I recalled my early childhood and how I had once been happy with my parents, dreaming that I would always have them beside me.

I was literally shaking with anger as I recalled the way Celeste had walked in one day, claiming to be my father’s fated mate and cast aside his chosen mate, even though my mother loved him to the moon and back.

How Ironic that the Moon Goddess had hurt so many people that mattered to me in my life as if she had a personal vendetta against me.

“Zen, are you…okay?” Sid asked tentatively, wanting to reach out a hand to me but afraid that I would spontaneously combust.

I coiled my fingers into fists and rammed my hand into the table with such force that a small crack appeared on the table.

Sid looked at my flushed expression and the way the crack appeared on the table. His gaze traveled from the crack up to my face, and his eyes widened.

“You found your wolf.”

Well, shit. So much for the element of surprise.