Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 17

Drusilla got up from the table and grabbed my hand. Confused, I asked her. “Where are you taking me?”

She replied. “I just don’t want Cal to think I am making his precious girl slog, so you better tell that to him upfront.”

Precious girl?

I blinked and asked. “But did you not say he was in some meeting?” Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

She shook her head vigorously, her hair flying all around. “Nothing is more important than this. Did you look at this place? This mansion needs some major excitement and this event will infuse some energy in this dull, gloomy place.”

She kept dragging me and I looked down at myself. I was still wearing my pajamas.

“At least let me change.”

As much as I wanted to leave, the thought of walking in on a meeting where everybody was seated in nice formal attire and me just barging into the room wearing pajamas made me feel a bit weird.

Drusilla said that they had not had any event here in ages and if I walked in demanding to be in charge of the event while wearing the night pajamas, what impression would I leave on everybody?

I pictured them all laughing at me, and I resisted Drusilla. She turned back to look at me and gave me a quick once over.

She seemed to have forgotten what I was wearing as well.

“Uh, well, yeah. You do need to change.”

I felt relieved by the fact. I was also stalling for time, wondering what to tell Callahan, so he would listen to me and not doubt

1. me.

And the fact that I was going to see him again made me nervous all over again.

For some reason, he both terrified me and made me feel drawn to him. I just did not know how to react in front of him.

So, I needed some time to think and prepare myself. Drusilla let go of my hand and pushed me to the room I had been sleeping in.

“Now come on, go get changed, quickly.”

I bit my lower lip nervously, “Uh, I don’t have anything to change into. I don’t even know who put me in these clothes. Perhaps I can borrow something from you if I am not asking too much.”

I said, as she chuckled.

“You don’t have to worry about that. Your room is already filled with dresses, shoes, sandals and everything as per your

size.”

My room? Dresses and shoes my size?

“What are you talking about?”

Drusilla kept pushing me by the shoulders to the room I had been sleeping in and added, “Well, if you did not guess it already…” She took a pause when we reached the door and opened it before continuing.

“This is your room and everything in here is yours, too.”

She must be joking. Why would the lycan king shower me with such favors if I was a rogue and he wanted to punish me sooner or later? What was he trying to do?

“No, this cannot be true”

I refused, and she added, “Don’t believe me? Go ahead. Pick anything and see if it does not fit you.”

I squinted my eyes at her, but she only folded her hands on her chest and urged me to go ahead.

Nervous, I opened the wardrobe and saw the soft fabrics of various colors hung neatly by the hangers.

There were dresses of all possible varieties, textures and materials. Some were long, some scandalously short, and some I did not even know how to wear.

I roamed my hands upon them, and my fingers brushed against soft fabrics and laces.

They were all too heavy, and I did not want to go to him all dolled up, so I simply opened another door and this one had a complete section of just jeans, then another full of blouses and so on.

My head began to spin as Drusilla chuckled. “There is another wardrobe for your accessories to pair up with the dresses”

I only looked at her with a slightly open mouth, and she smiled. “Believe me now? Come on, get ready now.”

I let out a sigh and simply picked blue jeans and a white bouse hastily. “You might have to wait a bit because I did not even

shower

I said when I took a sniff of my hair. There was possibly dried drool under my chin and I felt that I had not showered in an eternity.

“Oh, come on, now you are just stalling time”

She grumbled, but I only stuck my tongue out teasingly before rushing towards the bathroom. And the first thing I noticed yet again was the enormous size.

Everything here was so big. There was a fullsize mirror, a big bathtub, shower and two sinks with cute little lights.

I looked around warily as I slowly got out of my clothes and hung them by a hook.

There was a range of bottles placed near the shower, all having different body washes, shower gels and whatnot.

Another line up of bottles was on my right, consisting of shampoos and conditioners.

I ran my hand through the bottles, feeling amazed. My cabin was smaller than the bathroom I was in and I used to go to the shared bathrooms for omegas and servants of the pack back home.

I used to always get up early and shower in the cold, chilly wind with water droplets that felt as if ice was prickling my skin and hurriedly dry myself off to start doing the chores.

So, this was a stark contrast to the life back home. Again, I could not help but wonder why Callahan was being so nice to me:

I turned the shower on, and the hot water immediately calmed my sore muscles. A feeling of relaxation swept through me as the hot water flew down my body.

1 was not even aware of the ache and soreness as I had been too busy eating and then thinking of a plan.

Meanwhile, I examined the wounds and scars on my body. My shoulder was stiff but didn’t hurt as much and even the wounds had reduced to minor scratches.

I ignored the other scars and injuries that were on my body, reminders of the way I had been treated back home.

The medicines that had been administered by the Lycan King’s doctor seemed very potent and they had healed most of the previous injuries too. Except for a few scars and scabs, I looked relatively okay.

My collarbone was also not that prominent and the bags that had formed under my eyes had also visibly reduced.

All in all, I looked a bit more healthy and less skinny in these two three weeks that I had been lying on the bed.

I guess resting a bit and the medicines had worked their magic. However, I still had trouble walking.

Before I would wonder why King Callahan was being so nice to me for the hundredth time, I picked up a bottle at random and lathered myself with the body wash.

I had forgotten that Drusilla was waiting outside for me, but I could not help but indulge in some relaxation.

If she left the room after being kept waiting for long, it would be even better. I would not have to go to the Lycan king’s office and speak in front of the other pack members.

The thought was too unnerving to have everybody stare at me. I was not used to attention, and I did not want that either. “Drusilla” I tried calling her out to check if she was still waiting, but she had probably left. Feeling happy with myself, I took my time shampooing my hair and scrubbing myself before finally turning the shower off.

After drying myself a little, I wrapped the towel around myself and another on my wet hair. I was feeling refreshed, and I kept thinking of how to start the conversation with Callahan and how to make him trust me that I was suddenly interested in anything happening in this house.

The bath had been truly refreshing, and I realized how amazing I felt and smelled now. I could only shudder at the thought I had been roaming around like a homeless person who had not had a shower in days.

I looked at my reflection in the mirror and smiled as I began drying myself. I did not even know when I had begun to huma song to myself as I twirled and danced in front of the mirror, feeling happy after such a long time.

I walked towards the dressing table and saw a row of bottles for skincare and make–up waiting for me.

I had seen such stuff at Luna Celeste’s dressing table, but even her stuff did not look as exquisite as the one in front of me.

I marveled at all the elegance and finery around me, but most of all, after a long time, I was not feeling sad.

And while I was lost in my own world, singing and dancing merrily, I was not even aware that someone unexpected was already waiting for me.