Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 126

Zenovia

Cynthia sat beside Drusilla in an awkward silence as Callahan and Matteo began talking about pack

stuff.

Meanwhile, I and Drusilla focused on the food. She kept grinning at me from time to time and I tried not

to chuckle.

I whispered to her. “I did not know you hated her.”

Drusilla shrugged, “I don’t like gold diggers and anybody with even a shred of sanity can see that she is

the poster girl for that.”

Drusilla only tried to keep her voice down, but I knew she was not making any real effort at hiding it.

“What happened to ‘dont fall for Callahan”?” I asked her, recalling how she asked me several times to

not harbor any feelings for her best friend.

“My visions told me it would not be good for you. And I don’t need them to tell me what an arse he is. I

have known him since childhood. Though, don’t keep too high hopes.”

She suggested and returned to finishing the food off her plate.

I giggled. Did she indirectly permit me to fall in love with Calahan? Or maybe she was okay if I ogled at

him but kept my distance?

I was unclear on that but I was happy she did not worry about me or my heart that much. Now, if only

her best friend stopped pushing me away, it would be so nice.

However, he was the least bothered by my feelings.

My gaze flicked to Callahan. “But the Lycan King does not seem to mind

her.”

He was not blind enough to see how she would always try to woo him. But I could not, for the life of me,

understand why he allowed to be so close to himself.

He was the Lycan King, for Goddess sake, could he not just shun her or something?

Drusilla cut the piece of steak into a bite sized portion and placed the

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fork in her mouth, letting her taste buds savor the appetising dish.

“You should know one thing about Callahan. He does not mix business and personal life. She is only

acting as his colleague at best. She knows he does not necessarily like her, but she is ambitious. And Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Callahan likes people who work hard to prove their worth.”

I let out a sigh.

That was true. I had often seen her in meetings and long discussions with the alphas and Callahan.

Most girls would only focus on trying to woo him, but she would stand beside him, not just to please

him, but also offered him suggestions on pack treaties and other tricky subjects I had no idea of

I only hoped he really saw her just as a work colleague and nothing more. My gaze kept flicking to

Callahan more often than I cared to admit, and I noticed the injury on his knuckles.

It was almost gone and from the way he was sitting; it seemed that the injury to his abdomen was not

hurting him much either.

Cynthia gave me a side-eye once or twice, but other than that, she focussed completely on Callahan.

“Any leads on the Rogue King?” He asked Matteo, who stuffed a muffin in his mouth.

“There was some suspicious activity recorded by one of our patrol guards near our border. I plan to go

there after dinner and check myself.”

Callahan nodded, “I will join you too”

Cynthia suddenly decided to butt in. “But King, you were going to come with me to my place and talk to

my father.”

My heart skipped a beat. What was her father going to talk about to him?

Had she already convinced Callahan in some weird marriage contract?

“Oh about that. I believe there is no need for it” Callahan said, taking a sip of water from the glass.

Cynthia’s face fell. “B-but why? We…we need to find a solution soon. And I think my father has the

best solution to your issues.”

She tried her best to hide it, but she was also eager to show off how she was doing something very

important.

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“Yes, we did have that discussion two nights ago, but the situation was different at that time. I had given

up on finding another solution that Drusilla had proposed. It was risky, but we finally did it.”

Cynthia’s face paled further.

“It must be risky, King. Please, what my father offered is a way better solutions.” She suddenly got

restless.

“And what is that, Cynthia?” Drusilla asked pointedly.

“Well, my father proposed a meeting with a very powerful witch from faraway lands. He is said to be

able to find cures for the oldest ailments and bring people back to life, even if they are on the verge of

death.”

Drusilla clasped her hands and propped her chin on her knuckles. “Well, I hate to break it to you but

Callahan is not on the verge of death. Plus, we successfully completed the ritual.”

“We? What ritual?” She asked, her voice growing more and more small.

“First you tell me what did your father ask in exchange for arranging the meeting. Oh, let me guess.

Forcing Callahan into a marriage with you, right?”

I was drinking water to give myself something to do and almost choked on it.

Drusilla was on fire today. Had Maria added extra spice to her dish?

The look on Cynthia’s face was priceless. “It…it was not forcing. We just agreed…mutually. Did we not,

Cal?”

She turned to him for help. But Callahan did not rush to save the damsel in distress.

“Look Cynthia. I had told you a few hours ago, and I will tell you now again. I don’t have any romantic

feelings for you. You are smart and you work hard, train harder, but I would suggest you not tie yourself

to me in a loveless marriage.”

Callahan was being kind and polite, but her expressions worsened as if he had slapped her in the face,

hard.

“I…I would make it work, make our marriage work.”

Drusilla sprang up from the chair as if there were springs attached to her feet.

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“That is what you are after. Being married to Callahan. You don’t care about the curse or the cure. You

just want to be his Luna and sit on the throne beside him.”

At that, Cynthia too got up from her seat.

“Look Drusilla, I have been listening to your rambling for quite some time, but that does not mean I will

continue doing that. You better not get on my wrong side.”

There was a low key threat in her voice. Drusilla rolled her sleeves up and slammed her glass on the

table with more force than necessary.

“Yeah? Or what?”

“Or I will skin you alive.”

“ENOUGH!!” Callahan’s voice rang out through the hall, silencing both girls in one clear order.

“Ladies. If you cannot have dinner peacefully, take your catfight somewhere else,” He said in a cold

voice that told him he would not tolerate their bickering.

The two eyed each other like angry cats, but Drusilla was the first to calm down and take a seat beside

him.

And she leaned even closer to him than necessary, annoying Cynthia

even more.

I saw the way Cynthia tried hard to not flip out and directed her focus to Callahan. “King, I implore you

to at least consider meeting the witch. It is never too bad to have more than one solution to a problem.”

“I will think about it,” He said, giving her some relief.

She eyed Drusilla as if she had just redeemed herself, but Drusilla gave her a coy smile and loudly

said,

“Even if she threatened your anchor under this very roof?” She said and Callahan’s gaze flicked to his

best friend and then to me.

“What?”