Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119 

Zenovia 

I hated the way Callahan had a grip over himself, hated the way he would start talking about something right when we were kissing, and when I felt that he would devour me whole. 

I also hated the way the hunger in his eyes would switch in an instant to mild intrigue. How could he have such control over himself while being so close to me, while kissing me? 

I would not be even able to think of anything else other than the way his lips caressed my skin and the way his hands roamed over me. 

Callahan put some more distance from me, stepping away and grabbing a towel to give his hands something to do. 

I too tidied my clothes and hair and let my raging breathing return to normal. I tried to focus on the fact that after all this time, I would be finally getting some answers. 

Based on our little ‘talk’, I could feel glad that he did feel something for me. At least, I knew he was not toying with my emotions or he would have forced himself upon me and tossed me away like a discarded tissue. 

Callahan was the Lycan King so nobody would bat an eyelid if he did that. But he only touched me or devoured me when I asked for it, when I begged him to do it. 

It both annoyed me and turned me on. 

Letting out a huff, I tried to focus on the fact that Drusilla was going to share everything. I hoped she would and that Callahan would not find another way to stop me from doing what I wanted. 

When Callahan was done, he only tilted his head and looked at the door, asking me to leave with him. I got the message and walked with him as he led me to his office. The walk was silent but I did not mind it as it gave me some time to come up with doubts and possible theories. 

Drusilla was waiting for us in his office as Callahan pushed the door open. She had a pensive look on her face. 

Drusilla was staring outside the window, thinking about something. She had a diary clutched in her hands and it looked like she had been chewing the base of the pencil. 

Drusilla was wearing black jeans, a white crop top, and a black jacket. Her hair was open and like always she looked like she was ready to conquer the world while I looked like I got off a 12 hour flight. 

She gave me a small smile as I walked in and waved at her. 

“How are you?” I asked. 

Drusilla replied, “I should be asking you that question.” 

I shrugged, “I feel fine” 

Callahan walked towards his table, giving me a wide berth. 

“Seeing that you are here, I guess Callahan failed to convince you to not come talk to me.” 

Callahan did not say a word and neither did I. She had warned me not to fall for Callahan earlier but the ship had already sailed. 

Though I was not aware if she knew my crush had intensified further with the arrival of Thunder or the fact that I knew how Callahan’s lips felt on my skin. 

“Very well.” She cleared her throat and began. 

“As you know Callahan is cursed and what you saw yesterday is just the beginning of the effects of his curse. We have been looking for years for a cure but so far, I only found you. My visions told me you would somehow help him stay grounded and not let Beast’s wild instincts completely take over his mind.” I nodded. 

“So, I proposed that you become his anchor. I have been asking him for months to tell you all of it but he kept postponing it saying that you were a human and that he did not want to put that responsibility on 

you. He stopped us from divulging everything to you as well. But looking at the way things unfolded 

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yesterday, I cannot stay silent anymore.” 

She threw him a look as if to challenge him to deny it. But again he did not say a word. 

“What does being an anchor mean exactly?” I got straight to the point. 

“As I said, we need someone with a strong connection to him, someone who could tame down the beast within him when he loses control. That could have been any of his existing pack members but trust me, when I tried that, it did not work.” 

“How do you know it would work with me?” 

Drusilla put her diary in her bag and replied, “Yesterday, it was just you and him. You somehow 

managed 

to not let a single person get hurt while exhausting his Lycan until he got tame enough to fall asleep just by throwing a sleeping draught.” 

I recalled how I had run around for my life and Drusilla had thrown something on him. I had just assumed it was water. 

“It was a brilliant idea, mind you. It takes courage to face a Lycan who is in his senses, but it takes more than courage to face one who is not himself anymore. You bought us enough time while Elijah drove like a madman and got me here on time.” 

“Elijah, how is he?” I asked. 

“He is fine. He would readily sacrifice his life for Callahan. He is just a little bruised, so he is resting for a while.” 

I nodded. 

“So, if I become his anchor, I can stop him from going wild?” I asked. 

“I believe so. My visions tell me that you are strong enough to help him. With the arrival of your wolf, you have gotten stronger. We just have to perform a small ritual, and then you both will have established the anchor bond.” 

“You make it sound so easy,” Callahan grunted, staring pointedly at Drusilla. 

“I am not done, Cal. And I am not going to throw her into a fire. She is my friend too,” Drusilla snapped. 

Pushing her hair behind her ear, Drusilla continued. 

“Through the anchor bond, you would be able to sense the changes in his emotions whenever they get heightened. So, if you sense that he is losing it, you can inform us all and we try to stop him before he destroys the garden and backyard like yesterday.” 

Well, that did not seem all that bad to me. 

“If 

you are calm enough and don’t panic, you could channel some of your calmness into him and thereby stop the transition.” She added. 

“She barely awakened her wolf, Dru. How do you expect her to control the rage of a beast like me when I go mad? Elijah almost got snapped into two yesterday.” 

“That was because he is bound to you. He is loyal to you. So, he would not fight you even if you went for his life. He would let you kill him and you know that.” 

Callahan had opened his mouth to speak, but closed it abruptly. 

“Look, Zee, I know I am asking a lot from you. But we needed someone who was not blindly loyal to Callahan. His entire pack is and so neither would fight him when he goes out of control. That would be counterproductive to the guilt of having killed members who would never raise a hand in defense or retaliation…it would break him. I believe it all happened for a reason. He sensed an odd feeling in his chest when he first saw you, but against my advice, he let you go.” 

She then looked at Callahan, who only looked at her pointedly. “But then when you accidentally bumped into his car, it was fate telling him to take the chance. And that time he did.” 

“You are ignoring the part where Matteo almost drove the car upon her.” 

Drusilla let out a sigh, but I had another question for her. 

“So you think if the Lycan King is not himself or his rage is intense, I will not only stop him but put up a fight against him?” 

She smiled, “You are quite stubborn, in a good way, I mean. So far, he has given you many orders, but I