Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 64

Zenovia

Maria must have noticed my expressions because she added, “Do not worry, my dear. Callahan is a busy man, and he would return as soon as his work is completed.”

I nodded at that and finished my plate of sandwiches and gulped down the juice because she would not let me leave without that.

“Good girl”

She said, and I was reminded of lum again. I shook my head.

Maybe this was for the better. I had to give myself some space and time to know what I felt for him and what it could mean

to me.

As much as I craved him, there was no denying that he was the Lycan King and at most I could be his breeder, not his chosen mate or anything else.

Thus, I walked out of the big dining hall and made my way towards the open grounds. There were not many people around except for one or two gardeners.

Where did the rest of the pack train and exercise?

I wondered and looked around. The mansion was huge, but it was not crammed with people. In fact, I had only seen Drusilla, Matteo and Elijah inside, along with the servants and maids.

I made my way towards the garden and was relieved to find a familiar figure.

“Elijah,” I called out, and he turned around.

Seeing me,

he gave me a smile and waved at me.

“Hey, good morning”

1 jogged up to reach him and asked, “Where is everybody? The mansion feels pretty empty.”

Elijah shrugged. “Where everybody is supposed to be. At the pack house.”

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

“Where is that? I have not really met the rest of the members of the pack.”

Elijah gave it some thought, as if debating what to answer.

“You didn’t expect the entire pack to live in the mansion, right?”

“Eh

He chuckled.

“But then, even in the ball, I did not see any of the pack members.”

Elijah teased, “You did not see pack members of any pack, not just ours. That was because the ball was only for the leaders of a pack, alpha, beta, gamma and, in some cases, their kids too, if they were of age.”

I remembered Cynthia and her friends and how they had made a big fuss about wanting to be chosen as Callahan’s mate.

That reminded me of a question lingering in my mind.

“Did anybody find a máte?”

Elijah nodded. “A few did.”

“And the King?” I could not help but ask.

“He cannot find one while the curse is still in effect, but yes, he did not choose anyone.”

Why did I feel so relieved to hear that?

“Callahan is the Lycan King. So he is supposed to live in a mansion, separate from the rest of the werewolves and packs. But he doesn’t like living there much either. He only uses it for work and meetings. Though, nowadays, he spends a lot more

time in the mansion.”

“What changed?” I asked, and Elijah shrugged.

“Not sure. Maybe he had too many meetings to attend and stuff like that. In fact, the mansion was mostly abandoned and he liked to live with the others in the pack house. But then, as the attacks of the rogues increased, I and Matt literally forced him to live here.”

“Oh, Nee.” I mumbled.

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“No wait, even you arrived around the same time. Maybe it served as a catalyst?”

I was not sure what to think of that. Why would Callahan abandon his people and come to live with me in a giant mansion? That would signify that I was some important person in his life, which I definitely

wasn’t.

Another thought popped up in my head. “The King needed an anchor, I heard. Is that why I was brought to the mansion? To be sacrificed in some ritual?”

The questions popping up in my head were a little weird, but there was some secrecy within the four people- Drusilla, Matteo, Elijah and Callahan.

They were pretty tight-lipped about this whole anchor stuff that made me not completely trust them. So far, none of them had harmed me, but it felt similar to raising a chicken to be cooked for dinner one day.

“You will be informed about it when the time is right. I am not authorised to tell you anything.” He gave a short answer and changed the topic.

Elijah continued talking about Callahan and I noticed the way he was sharing his views about his leader and King, oblivious to the turmoil churning inside me.

“You know, it took us a great deal of time and energy to convince him. He did not want to live alone in the mansion and. leave the others unsafe. But it was Drusilla who pointed out that nobody would attack his pack, they would only come for him.”

“Why is that?”

Elijah looked around as one of the guards opened the gate and we continued walking outside the huge garden.

We soon were on the road, which was relatively empty, given the fact that the mansion was closer to the forest.

“In the past, there were a few attacks on the pack, but almost nobody got hurt. Callahan spent literally weeks fortifying the pack house and setting up advanced safety measures to ensure that nothing wouldProperty © of NôvelDrama.Org.

get in without permission. He also trained us to the point that we thought our bones and muscles were sore 24/7′′

I smiled at that. Elijah was easy to talk to, and he made me feel oddly comfortable when I was with him,

With Callahan, there would either be an awkward silence or tension that my body could not find a way to dissolve without wanting to kiss him. And I sincerely hoped he had not told anyone about me going in heat and him quelling the fire inside of

1.

It would be awkward for me to explain that.

As we walked further, the shrubs and trees grew a little denser and he left the road to take a muddy path that went into the

forest.

“Where are we going?” I asked, and he replied. “Didn’t you ask me where the pack house was?”

I blinked. “I am not sure if it is the best idea to introduce me to them. Callahan never did.”

“Oh, come on. He has plenty of things to do than show you around. Plus, now he would not even want you to leave the

mansion”

I gulped. 1 recalled the way Callahan’s eyes had heated and there was a hint of accusation in them when he said that I had run away from him.

I wondered if the rest of the people knew where I had been last night, or that Callahan had saved me from Sid.

Indirectly, he had asked me to stay in the mansion so would I be going against his orders if I went to his pack house?

But then I was with his gamma who was showing me his pack house, taking me to meet his people..

Surely that would not anger him. At least, I hoped. And truth be told, Callahan was like a closed book who did not reveal much of himself and sitting inside that golden cage all day without having something to do was boring me to death.

It would do me good if 1 met his people and got to know more about them, and about him, in turn.

I hesitated for a moment while these thoughts churned in my head, making Ehjah turn around to look at me.

“Hey, what is wrong?”

I bit my lip nervously. “LI am not sure if everybody will like me.”

Elijah smiled. “Of course they will. Now come on. Just be confident”

I stepped through the bushes and in front of me stood a huge wall with gates.

If not for Elijah, I would not have even noticed the wall in the first place.

It had blended with a natural environment, making it look like the wall was made of mud and soil, but upon a closer look, I noticed that it was made of solid blocks of concrete and rock which were camouflaged to blend into the surroundings

The guard let us in almost immediately after seeing Elijah, though he did look curiously at me.

I thought I should have worn something much more formal instead of the training outfit that was hugging my body, but then it was too late to turn back.

“She is Zenovia, our new pack member. Let her in and out without the need of any special permissions even if I, Matt or the King is not around.”

The guard looked at me again and asked, “Does the King know she is here?”

“Not yet. But I will inform him”

The guard squinted his eyes to look at me, as if memorising my face, and nodded curtly. Following that, we walked inside.

And I was hit by a wave of familiar emotions when I looked around.

The place looked much like my pack house, back home, the Nightfall pack led by my father, Alpha Drake Archer.

However, it was much bigger, spacious, and very well maintained. There were neat looking buildings and small cottages on either side that were separated by small shrubs, flowering plants and ample space.

It looked like a big, sprawling community, maybe a small county that was nestled within the forest, away from the prying eyes of the rogues.

A soft breeze was flowing through the ground and people were busy working- some were training, some were tending to the plants and others were doing some chores.

As I stood beside Elijah, one by one, all of them noticed us and stopped whatever they were doing to turn around and look at us…specifically just me.

Nobody was smiling and soon more people began to gather as they noticed a stranger walk into their home.

I subconsciously stepped near Elijah as I saw a few confused looks on the pack member’s faces as they whispered something amongst each other.

Was I already in trouble?