Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter novel Chapter 51

Chapter 51 

I blinked in confusion and looked around, wondering where the sexy man had disappeared to. I had not imagined the entire dance with Callahan, right? 

I looked around, trying to find him, but he was nowhere to be seen. The dance floor was crowded, and I was unable to find any familiar face. I hoped to find Cynthia and figured that he would be with her, but even she was nowhere to be seen. 

My head felt like a mush and I was not sure what was going on. Maybe I had had too many drinks. 

My head was throbbing in pain and I felt lightheaded and dizzy. Suddenly, the huge dance floor felt claustrophobic due to all the people dancing so closely together. 

I tried pushing my way through them but could not make much of a progress. That is why I felt relieved when I saw Harry’s 

face. 

“Harry!” I screamed at the top of my lungs so as to drown the noise of the music blasting through the huge speakers, He was looking for me and I waved desperately, jumping up and down on my heels until he finally located me. 

“Harry!!” He finally spotted me and came forward. 

“Where the hell had you disappeared to?” He asked and grabbed my hand, pulling me aside. 

He seemed a little angry as he dragged me out of the dancing crowd and pushed me into a corner 

“Did I not tell you to stay here? Why do you keep running around?” He asked, raking a hand through his hair. 

I furrowed my eyebrows. “Why are you yelling at me?” 

My question further angered him and he almost punched into the nearby wall. 

“You ask me that? Do you understand the risk I was taking by bringing you here?” 

I only looked at him in confusion. “What do you mean?” 

“Nothing, let us go,” Harry grabbed my hand again and headed towards the stairs that led to the first floor of the bar. “Where are we going?” I asked, as he tightened his grip on me. 

“I told you my friend was coming over to meet you. He is waiting for you.” Harry said, and the way he was dragging me made me feel uncomfortable. 

“Stop it, Harry! You are hurting me!!” 

I cried, but my voice was muffled due to the dancers and music all around. But Harry paid no attention to my words. 

In fact, he was not at all being the Harry I knew, 

There were a few bouncers standing by the side, all of whom were big and definitely stronger than Harry. 

They would definitely help me if I told them what was going on. 

Meanwhile, Harry continued to pull me towards the stairs on the other end of the big club and I began panicking. 

In an effort to save myself. I twisted my hand to loosen his grip over me, 

“What the” Harry began, but I half-stumbled, half-ran towards the bouncers standing on the side and put my hands together as if begging for them to intervene. 

Pointing in the direction of Harry, I screamed. “That that guy…he is dragging me somewhere I don’t want to go. Please, help 

me.” 

However, the guards kept looking around as if I was not screaming my lungs out. 

“Hey, are you listening?” I jumped up and down in front of them, screamed again, but the other bouncers merely circled me, blocking others’ view of me, and stood still. 

Harry came walking into the circle angrily, and they let him in. He yanked hard at my arm. “You are being such a pain in the ass. I swear I want to knock you out right now” 

My eyes went wide, and I tried hitting him with punches and kicks, but this time, he did not let his grip loosen. 

I threw a helpless look at the bouncers again, indicating to them that I did not want to go with Harry, however, they turned a blind eye at me. 

Something was very, very wrong here. 

“Waith Harry, let me go!!” 

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Chapter 51 

I kept screaming and shouting as he began climbing up the stairs, dragging me with himself. I tried to kick at him and punch, but I was drunken and had already expended a lot of energy while dancing and not trying to pass out. 

Harry kept dragging me and two bouncers began following us so as to not let me slip away. I panicked and opened my mouth and bit hard into his hand. 

“Fuck,” He cursed under his breath as he let go of my hand. I tried running away, but the bouncers caught me before I could escape. They were literally blocking the way with their huge bodies, and it did not leave me much of a gap to squeeze through. 

One of them grabbed me by the waist while another caught my legs and placed me back on the stairs. 

“Careful,” Harry snarled, “Don’t hurt her. We do not want any injuries on her or that would lower her price.” 

What? 

My price? 

I struggled frantically, clawing and kicking at the three men, but I was no match for them. They dragged me through the stairs, though they were careful not to injure me. 

“You bitch!!” Harry swore and yanked my hair to stop me from struggling. 

“You think you are all smart and cute with your acting, right? You are beyond dumb.” He opened the door and pushed me inside a large room before stepping in and closing the door behind him. 

Tears began forming in my eyes. 

“Harry, please, what are you doing?” 

But he only showed me an evil smile and pointed his chin forward. 

“Told you my friend is here to meet you. Go, greet him” 

But then, before I could utter a word, I heard a very animalistic growl coming from the far end of the room. 

There was little to no light in the room that was glass paneled and I could barely see anything due to the disco lights that flashed occasionally through the glass walls. 

It was too dark for me to take a good look, but there was indeed someone sitting on the couch. 

I looked forward through tear-streaked eyes as I saw a man sitting on a plush red colored couch. He was wearing all black, covering him from head to toe. Even his face was hidden behind a mask. Something about him felt eerily familiar, but I could not put a finger on what exactly as the alcohol in my system made me feel fuzzy. 

His identity was hidden behind the shadows, and I could only make out his silhouette in the dim disco lights that kept shining on the glass walls every now and then. 

The room was made up of glass walls, but it was so high that not many would look up to notice what was going above. The glass walls were opaque and the red lights kept dancing through the gaps, illuminating the space a bit. 

The room was big and spacious and except us three, there was nobody else. 

“I need my payment,” Harry demanded while rubbing his hand at the spot I had bitten him in. 

But then the man got up from the couch and in an instant was upon Harry. Harry’s eyes went wide with terror as the man held him by the throat. 

I subconsciously stepped back as I saw the man almost strangle Harry with his bare hands. The strength he exuded was not something ordinary men could possess. 

He was definitely a werewolf. 

But what was a werewolf doing here? And what did he want with me? 

Harry seemed to have struck a deal with this man who offered him money to bring me here it seemed. 

It was all atrap. And now, I could only curse myself silently while thinking of ways to run away from this place. 

Harry feebly tried to claw at the man’s hands in an effort to make him loosen his grip.