Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 124

The scent of the shower gels and soaps did not hit me as usual. I nice, as I stripped off and turned the shower on.

I let myself soak in the warm water and reached for the bottle of shower gel with the strongest fragrance and held it in front of me.

The scent was bearable, so I happily took out a bit and began scrubbing myself with the loofah. The shower was indulging as I had never let myself allow the luxury of strong scents because Thunder would feel nauseated.

She hadn’t shown up, so I figured she still needed some time to rest. I did not mind that and continued showering as the warm water rejuvenated

my senses.

After taking a nice shower, I stepped out of the bathroom and took my sweet time drying my hair and putting on the moisturizer.

My skin felt dry, and I had not so much as looked at my reflection in the past few days. It had been just fighting and training, so I decided to do the basics at least.

Somehow, despite the gravity of the task, I felt a certain joy that I was the one who could somehow sense when the great and mighty Lycan King would lose his control and stand between him and the others.

It was me who could calm him down, sense his anger, and even channel my own sense of calm and peace into him through our anchor bond.

I felt as if the Moon Goddess had chosen me specifically for this task. I was not his mate, but being his anchor was as close as I could get to being

his mate.

My mind kept conjuring up scenes where we found out that we were each other’s mates and he would look at me with love, not the usual scorn or glare he directed at me.

Smiling to myself, I pulled the doors open and ran my fingers through the number of dresses hanging inside. I had never worn most of them or taken them out to admire them.

But tonight I felt like celebrating a little for achieving an awesome feat. Since, Callahan would definitely not be interested in it, I decided to do it all by myself and for myself.

I pulled out a black off shoulder dress that wasn’t too short and reached my knees. It had a perfect fit but was not skin tight. Feeling happy, I put

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apter 124

The scent of the shower gels and soaps did not hit me as usual. That was nice, as I stripped off and turned the shower on.

I let myself soak in the warm water and reached for the bottle of shower gel with the strongest fragrance and held it in front of me.

The scent was bearable, so I happily took out a bit and began scrubbing myself with the loofah. The shower was indulging as I had never let myself allow the luxury of strong scents because Thunder

would feel nauseated.

She hadn’t shown up, so I figured she still needed some time to rest. I did not mind that and continued showering as the warm water rejuvenated

my senses.

After taking a nice shower, I stepped out of the bathroom and took my sweet time drying my hair and putting on the moisturizer.

My skin felt dry, and I had not so much as looked at my reflection in the past few days. It had been just fighting and training, so I decided to do the basics at least.

Somehow, despite the gravity of the task, I felt a certain joy that I was the one who could somehow sense when the great and mighty Lycan King would lose his control and stand between him and the others.

It was me who could calm him down, sense his anger, and even channel my own sense of calm and peace into him through our anchor bond.

I felt as if the Moon Goddess had chosen me specifically for this task. I was not his mate, but being his anchor was as close as I could get to being

his mate.

My mind kept conjuring up scenes where we found out that we were each other’s mates and he would look at me with love, not the usual scorn or glare he directed at me.

Smiling to myself, I pulled the doors open and ran my fingers through the number of dresses hanging inside. I had never worn most of them or taken them out to admire them.

But tonight I felt like celebrating a little for achieving an awesome feat. Since, Callahan would definitely not be interested in it, I decided to do it all by myself and for myself.

I pulled out a black off shoulder dress that wasn’t too short and reached my knees. It had a perfect fit but was not skin tight. Feeling happy, I put

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on a simple black bra and panties before slipping into the dress.

And only now did I truly notice that I was not lanky and skinny anymore. The last few months of grueling training and a strict diet had changed my body shape. My body looked more toned, and I had filled in a little.

That felt even nicer as I dried my hair and combed through it. There was a knock on the door again.

“How long are you going to sleep?”

This time, it was Drusilla. Hearing her voice, I ran towards the door and opened it. She had been about to say something, but stopped midway.

And then she let out a low whistle.

“Ooh, la la. Who are you and what did you do to my friend?” she said, her eyes roaming over me from head to toe.

I did a small twirl and beamed at her. “How do I look?”

“Like a princess” She smiled and pulled me into a hug.

“I just wanted to thank you for what you did yesterday. But my idiotic best friend had to open his mouth and ruin my mood.”

I hugged her back. “It is okay. He saved my life, so if I could do anything to save his, I will.”

Drusilla replied, “And I see that you are already changing.”

I brushed her off. “I just wanted to pamper myself a little.”

Truth be told, I was dying to see Callahan’s reaction but feared getting all dolled up only for him to ignore me.

So I decided to dress decently so that even if he ignored me, I would just say I felt the need to dress up just like that.

“That you should. And Maria told me you have been locked up in your room since last night. I wanted to check on you, worried that you were sulking’

I flipped my hair. “Sulk and me? No chance.”

“Well then let’s go have dinner.”

I had not even realized that I had spent almost two hours getting ready and pampering myself.

But it was fine. So, I stepped out with Drusilla as she kept chat me about the anchor bond and Callahan.

Every mention of him sent a shiver down my skin. I felt excited to se him and hoped that his mood was better now.

“Did you notice any changes in your mood or his?” She asked as we climbed down the stairs.

“Not really. I was just asleep all day to notice anything. My muscles were feeling sore and my eyelids weighed a ton, but now I feel okay.”

I answered.

“Oh, well, it doesn’t matter. You need to get rest too. I heard how you defeated everyone in the trials. Did you get your prize yet?”

She asked. I had totally forgotten about it.

I had not had time to think about it given the way he had lost control and then we completed the ritual.

I had thought of asking him to let me be his anchor if all other methods of convincing him failed, but luckily he had given in to our pleading and coaxing. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

My thoughts drifted back to the situation at home and my father. I had not seen him at the trials in the rows of spectators, nor had I seen a familiar face at the trials from home to ask how bad the situation was.

We reached the dining table while we talked about various things. Drusilla waved at Maria, who was holding a ladle in her hand.

“Oh, glad you woke up the sleeping beauty.”

“Hey, I was just tired,” I grumbled as the ladies laughed.

My gaze traveled through the wide hall, but there was no sign of Callahan. I frowned.

It was not as if I had dressed up for him. I told myself and I heard Thunder yawn in my head.

“Really? Are you always going to show up to mock me?” I grumbled, taking out a bit of my frustration at her.

“It is fun,” she said and thankfully went quiet.

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Our backs were turned to the entrance but I heard Callahan’s voice from a distance, so I turned around.

And sure enough, he walked in through the entrance with a smile. It seemed somebody had just cracked a joke.

I hoped it was Elijah or Matteo, but my mood worsened when I saw Cynthia walk in behind him, laughing animatedly.