Found by the Lycan King

Chapter 116

Zenovia

I was so flustered that I did not even realize that my phone’s battery died down. It was already low, and I had planned to charge it but forgot.

“Shit,” I muttered to myself as I heard the unmistakable scraping sound of nails digging into the door.

Subconsciously, I stepped back as I felt a massive fist pounding on the door. I saw a faint crack through the door’s wood and sensed that it would not hold for long. I looked around and spotted Maria rubbing her eyes and coming out of the servant’s quarters.

“What is going on?” she asked and I ran towards her.

“Nothing. Just go inside. Lock the doors and instruct everybody that none of them should come out, even if they hear loud banging or snarling noises.” “Huh?” Her eyes grew wide.

“What happened? Are we under an attack?”

“Not really. My…my wolf is having some trouble. I am finding it hard to control myself and I feel that I would accidentally hurt someone which I don’t want.”

Maria looked at me kindly, “Oh, there is no need to worry. Do you need some tea or coffee, perhaps to calm your nerves?”

“Noo!!”

Only this lady could always come up with food as the solution to whatever problems were occurring around her.

“Just go and do as I say. Please. My wolf is going crazy in my head.” I urged, but Maria shook her head.

“I saw you last time. It is okay…”

I got annoyed and lowered my head, letting out a guttural voice from my mouth. It sounded like a mix of roar and growl.

She subconsciously stepped back as I tried my best to look like I was shifting out of nowhere.

Looking up at her, I bared/my teeth and hissed at her. She let out a startled cry and ran inside her room.,

“Sorry Maria,” I mumbled to myself and turned back around, sprinting up through the stairs as fast as I could.

The fist rammed in through the door again and a small hole formed in the door through which I saw the face of a Lycan.

I had seen him in his Lycan form. Thunder and I had run with him in the forest.

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But this was a totally different monster that I could see.

I saw the crimson eyes glinting malevolently as a snarl escaped his lips.

“Fuck,” I muttered and sprinted down the stairs as the doors flew open and Callahan, or his Lycan, Beast, began chasing me.

My human strength was no match for him. I tried running, but Beast was faster, way faster. He was running on two legs while his hands kept trying to snatch at

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“Give control to me” Thunder screamed, “Now!”

I did not have to think twice. I nodded and the moment I jumped up; she took charge of our safety and I shifted mid air.

I had jumped on two legs but landed on four. A roar left Beast’s mouth as he kept chasing me. I tore through the main door and kept running outside through the huge front yard with Beast hot on my heels.

Luckily, there was no servant or house help around, or they would have gotten torn to shreds.

My eyes tried to think of somewhere to go. I had to calm him down like before. I could not shift back in my human form and neither could I let him escape outside the mansion walls.

The forest outside was filled with rogues and they could attack him at any

moment.

Again, I noted, I was more worried about his safety than the carnage he could cause. I only prayed to the Moon Goddess that she would find me a way until Dru arrives.

Just what was taking them so long?

I had to tire him out and play a game of cat and mouse until he grew too exhausted to chase me. Maybe then I could talk some sense into him again. My mind could not think of any other way. So, I ran through the bushes in at zigzag motion, staying in his sight but trying my best to not get caught in his claws.

Those claws were oozing with blood. His hands probably had gotten injured while he angrily scraped at the walls and doors.

But there was no time to check on him. He had gone utterly wild. Thus, I jumped up and down, sliding through the narrow gaps and running around like a bait for him to catch.

I could hear his angry snarls and the smashing of vases and other furniture kept all around the front and backyard.

My heart was in my throat as I kept trying to avoid him and his claws. My feet began to hurt and despite Thunder’s speed, we were beginning to slow down. This was not good.

Just as I completed yet another loop of dashing through the open garden, my landed on the gate and I heard the sound of tires.

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Elijah and Drusilla were finally here. Hope filled my heart as I tried to distract Beast. He could tear the gates open and throw the car upside down in an instant, potentially injuring them severely.

So, despite the growing ache in my bones and exhaustion, I dashed to the other side just as Elijah drove in the car. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

I could only see the faint lights of the car driving in and prayed that they had a solution to stop Beast from going completely berserk.

I was not paying attention to the front and smacked myself hard upon a pillar. The impact sent me skittering to the nearest wall, and I collided with it.

My paws raked in through the grass, trying to find something to hold on to, but by the time I did, Beast was upon me. I was cornered, there was no way to get out. His eyes had gone a pale shade of red and I tried to push back, but there was a solid wall behind me.

“Thunder, fuck get out of here” I yelled at her. I was petrified.

She did not reply as she was busy dealing with Beast who wanted to snap our neck in one go.

His hand rose up, and the claw was just about to slash at us when a streak of fur jumped up from the side, catching Beast off-guard.

A werewolf had shown up out of nowhere. And he had sunk in his teeth inside Beast’s hand with his jaws locked on the hand firmly.

Beast waved his hand hard and tried to throw the werewolf off, but the werewolf was holding onto his hand with a death grip.

That werewolf could only be one person- Elijah.

I should have run away, but I saw the way Beast was thrashing around. Elijah was getting tossed around like a rag doll in an attempt to save me. I could not let him get killed just to save myself.

So I jumped up and caught Beast’s other hand, locking my jaws in place. Like Elijah, I was getting thrashed around too, but slowly, I saw Beast starting to slow down.

He was getting tired and exhausted. Apparently, the high energy and rage did not last for long.

Beast let out an angry growl and turned around in a circle with his hands raised high. Up in the air, we could not do much except cling to his hand.

I tasted blood as my teeth sunk in through his fur. It looked like I and Elijah were going to get thrown on the wall.

But before that could happen, Drusilla raised her hand and threw water on Beast. Or that was what it looked like.

Beast staggered back and his hands went limp as the water sizzled and crackled

like live wire. Beast’s hold on us loosened as we both fell out of his hands and he fell into the bushes, passing out after almost an hour of fanatic frenzy.

Thunder had grown extremely tired, too. Thus, I was not even aware when darkness consumed me and when my vision tunneled.