Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 30

“You you are going through the shifting. The first shift, especially for late bloomers, is always painful. But it will barely last for it the longer you try to deny it. Accept the pain, embrace it, and tell your wolf you are eager to meet her.”

“What?” I asked in shock but he only replied, “Do it” and then added under his breath, “You are a warrior, prove it.”

Something about the way he said those words gave me a newfound confidence. I dug my hands into the soil, yanking off the grass and plants as iny fingers sunk into the hard ground.

He said, but I could only nod my head in response.

“Focus on the fact that you are going to meet your wolf soon. Focus on that. Endure the pain. It will go away. soon.

He said, but it was easier said than done.

I rolled on the forest floor through the grass and tried to get up but my knees felt weak and I slumped back to the ground again.

My breathing was labored, and I was feeling nervous and annoyed. Callahan put a hand on my back to calm me and spoke in

a calm voice.

“You are strong. Zenovia. You can do it. When you shift, you want to be comfortable. And your dress is a bit tight.”

He tried to help me but I let out a scream. I just wanted him to detach my bones from my body because every single one of them was hurting.

Callahan took a pause and replied, “There is not much I can do. Perhaps, your clothing is restricting your wolf. Do you want me to take it off?”

I could not even think of decency at this moment. All of my mind was focused on wanting to get rid of the pain.

So, I simply screamed. “Do it”

Callahan fumbled a bit but his hands found the hook of the dress and the zipper and pulled it down, stopping at the waist where the zipper ended.

I immediately felt the cold air brush my skin and the pain alleviated a bit. I was feeling feverish and was sweating so the cool air helped a bit.

“Take it off” I screamed and he pulled it off my legs as I writhed on the ground, covering myself in mud.

Next, he reached for the chemise that covered my torso and thighs and attempted to take it off. But the fabric got stuck while taking out and it felt as if he was choking me.

A wave of irritation swept up my head and I simply opened my mouth wide and bit him hard. My teeth sunk into his flesh. but he did not even utter a word, nor did he shake me away.

Biting into his hand helped as my scream was muilled and I tried to fight the pain.

He had only stilled for a moment, but let me bite into his hand to fight the pain before I loosened my grip. Afterward, he took the chemise off and pushed the hair aside while blood dripped down his arm.

“Better?” He asked, and I did feel a tad better.

The clothes had been too tight and my bones immediately felt a bit more free. But he had not taken off my underwear and bra.

I felt my chest tightening and tried to claw at my chest, but my hands could not stay still. My fingers were shaking as I tried to reach for the bra and take it off.

Callahan way watching me struggle, and I simply eyed him. “What are you staring at? Help me

He only blinked, but crouched forward and reached for my panties. His fingers brushed my skin and he tore the flimsy fabric off in an instant.

I felt myself lulling to sleep as the wind breeze felt chilly against my naked skin. Callahan fumbled with the clasp of my bra and swore under his breath.

“Why the fuck do you wear something so complex?”

I would have told him the bra hook at the back was only there for an added layer of security should the little clasps come off while running or doing any physically intense activity.

But I was too busy fighting the sleep and pain.

He fumbled with the buttons and the clasp for a moment and when he could not he simply yanked that piece of fabric off my body.

But his words had made sense. I did feel that my clothes were stopping me from transforming and, despite being naked in front of an unknown man; I did not feel any threat.

Callahan slowly pulled my head on his lap and murmured. “You are going to have a beautiful wolf, little lamb”

And then I felt something transform into me. There was a new voice in my head that was definitely not mine.

In an instant, I found myself covered in fur, my hands replaced with strong feet and my mouth elongated into a muzzle.

But before I could rejoice in the glory of having transformed, my spine seemed to crack under the pressure and I fell back to the ground again.

“Hey, it is okay, you are alright” Callahan reached for me and pulled me into his lap.

I opened my eyes and felt him caressing my cheek.

Wait.

Did I transform or not? Moving was an effort, but I still raised my hand and raised it to see that I had turned human again.

Tears stung in my eyes. Had I failed the transformation?

My eyes held a questioning gaze as I looked up at Callahan. He caressed my check. “You did fine. Don’t worry, you are just tired.”

He said, and I asked, “Did you did you see my wolf?”

Callahan hesitated a bit and answered, “You are too tired, Zee. Let me get you inside your room.” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

He took his coat off, which was way big for me, and draped it around my body. The pain had disappeared, but now there was just a dull ache in my body and bones.

I did not have much energy to argue with him, so I let him gather me in a heap and lift me up in his arms.

By the time he walked back into the mansion grounds, everybody was staring at the two of us.

Elijah’s eyes fell on us and he registered the way I was draped in Callahan’s coat and my hair disheveled.

He came forward and looked at me in concern. “Zen, what happened to you? Are you okay?”

I gave him a tired smile, “Yes, I am”

I tried to answer further and explain the situation, but Callahan gave him a curt reply. “She just went through her shift”

At that, Elijah’s face brightened, and he sighed in relief.

“Oh wow, that is great to hear.”

Cynthia came running towards us after hearing the commotion and tried to hide her jealousy as she saw me lying in Callahan’s arms and wearing nothing except his coat.

I would have enjoyed the look on her face as she tried to connect the dots and assumed I and Callahan just had sex in the forest, abandoning her and the ball in the mansion.

She regained her composure and quickly stepped beside Callahan.

“Oh, she looks hurt. Is she alright?” Callahan began walking inside with me still in his embrace, but Cynthia stayed close.

“Yes, she just had her first shift.” Callahan spoke, and understanding dawned on her that nothing had happened between us. Her shoulders sagged in relief and Cynthia tried to speak words of comfort to me, but Callahan’s embrace was the only thing that soothed my pain.

She walked with us all the way to my room and realized that I was living in a room that was luxurious and filled with fine furniture, not some dingy servant quarters like she would have expected.

Callahan put me on the bed and Cynthia hastily helped pull the sheets on my body so as to not let him spend more time with me.

Elijah came running in, followed by Matteo. “Is…is everything alright?” Matteo asked, and Callahan nodded. “Yes, I reached her in time.”

Matteo added. “That is great to hear. I am sorry to inform you, King, that the alphas are waiting for the meeting you wanted to have today.”

Callahan’s brows furrowed as he looked at me. “Well, maybe we can have the meeting later. Sheshe is sick and I do not want to find her writhing in the forest again”

Was he taunting me? Or hiding the fact that he was beginning to care for me?

Either way, I spoke. “Please, go and attend your meetings. I will rest and call Maria if I need something.”

Cynthia hastily jumped forward, “Yes, my King. I will stay with her if you want. She needs to know what is going on with her body and mind. It will be best if a girl and fellow werewolf did that with her, you know…she might not be comfortable

talking about whatever she is going through with a male.”

“No, that is not-”

1 began, but she hastily added, “Please, trust me on this King. I will ensure she does not get out of the bed.”

Callahan gave me a tired smile and walked away as the door closed behind him.