Chapter 72


    From the hallway that opened up to the front yard, I saw Cahan walking forward. He was on the


    phone, talking to someone, and was oblivious to my presence.


    I simply kept looking at him as he strode forward with a rxed posture. His hair looked wet, and he


    was roaming his hands through those soft, silky strands while taking slow strides.


    But that was not what had me gawking at him. He was also in gym wear and goodness did he look fine.


    The white t-shirt perfectly covered his broad chest and seemed like it was tailor made to fit his body.


    And those ck gym shorts showed just how perfectly sculpted his entire body was


    Did this guy ever overindulge in eating? How could someone look like they spent all their day working


    in the office, yet look as if they had been sweating tirelessly in the gym?


    Cahan disconnected the call and slipped the phone into his pockets as he reached the door. I was


    standing a little to the side.


    All this time, Cynthia was talking excitedly with Elijah, who responded kindly to her.


    I doubted Elijah would ever be rude to anyone. He was always sweet and caring, just like my mother.


    He was a nice person to hang around with.


    Cahan walked down the small flight of stairs, and Elijah bowed to him almost instinctively.


    “Good morning, King”


    Cynthia perked up upon seeing Cahan and she, too, immediately bowed.


    “Good morning, King”


    I noticed that she bowed a bit too low for Cahan, giving him a nice view of her bosom that threatened


    to spill out of her sports bra.


    Cahan smiled at them both and replied, “No need to be so formal”


    Elijah smiled in return, but Cynthia immediately sprang up towards him, taking his words to heart.


    She went near him and began talking to him softly, blushing a little.


    Elijah got busy on his phone while the two talked, and I saw the way Cahan did not step aside from


    her.


    She was whispering slowly and even reached for his hair to brush off the few drops of water trickling


    down his face.


    Cynthia seemed too confident of her marriage with Cahan now that she sensed I was very weak,


    both physically and mentally.


    Not that I cared.


    She could have him forever. Elijah had gotten a call, so he was busy talking to someone when she said


    her earlier lines of her marriage with Cahan.


    I was not sure if he heard it, but I simply decided to continue with training. I would not sit here and


    watch the two lovebirds indulging in their PDA.


    Thus, I cleared my throat and walked towards Elijah. “Hey, I think you are going to be busy. So I think


    we can work out


    tomorrow.”


    Elijah looked up at me and gave me a small smile. “Yes, I am sorry. I have to finish some tasks and


    also go round to the pack house.”


    for my


    usual


    I nodded my head. “I understand.”


    Elijah showed me his phone. “You have my number. Feel free to call me or message me if you need


    anything.”


    “Sure”


    I said and went back to collect my bottle and towel from the side. And when I looked up, my gaze met


    that of Cahan.


    His golden eyes were staring at me and I felt as if I was trapped in his gaze. Those eyes shimmered


    lightly, the sun’s rays falling on the golden specks and making his eyes look even more mesmerizing.


    The way he was standing, his eyes did not look purely golden but more of a dark shade of brown with


    golden flecks in it.


    It made him look even more ethereal and half of my mind wanted to inspect those eyes from up close,


    catch the way the sun reflected on those honey pools and soak in their warmth.


    But after I got over the fact that he was looking at me, I noticed a bit toote that his gaze did not hold


    any warmth or


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    It was cold, distant and remote, just like him. Maybe he was not happy that I had not greeted him.


    So I gave a short bow and greeted him “Good morning, your highness”


    Cahan did not respond, but neither did he look away. His gaze was unnerving, and I promptly began


    walking away, not wanting to be around if he was still being rude.


    I had only taken a few steps forward when Cynthia suddenly remembered that I existed. She called out


    my name shortly.


    “Hey Zenovia, we are not done yet.”


    My back was facing her, so thankfully I got the chance to roll my eyes at the grass instead of her and


    turn around with a


    confused face.


    “I think it was enough for the first day. See you again” I tried cutting the chatter and was about to step


    forward when she added,


    “No, we barely started. Come on, it will be fun. Now, we also have the Lycan King with us.”


    That was the exact reason I did not want to be around.


    I let out a frustrated groan and faked that I was tired.


    “I am sure you guys will have a lot of fun. But I am really feeling exhausted. Plus, Elijah will be training


    with me regrly, so I am fine.”


    1 gave her a smile and decided to leave before she found any more reasons to make me stay. I did not


    wait for her reply, and she only muttered, “Okay” before turning to face Cahan.


    1 had not bothered to look at him, but I could feel his eyes on my back as I left. They could train with


    each other all they wanted. I wasn’t going to stay around and watch them.


    But when I did manage to run towards the door. I heard a voice, “If you want to awaken your wolf, you


    have to train a lot more.”


    It was the voice of Cahan. Okay, so now he wanted to talk to me?


    Why was he acting so weird?


    I turned to look at him and had an angry retort on my mind, but knew better than to argue with him.


    “I understand, but I will do some light exerciseter if I feel like it, your majesty” I purposely stressed on


    thest two words and saw the way he reacted.


    A muscle in his jaw ticked, telling me it irked him.


    “Get her to train. I don’t want any weaklings in my pack,” He ordered Cynthia, who promptly came


    running towards me.


    She grabbed my hand and whispered. “I told you he doesn’t likezy people”


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    Had she just called mezy? I worked like a ve all day in my pack and barely survived on crumbs,


    yet never failed to perform my duties.


    Theck of a proper diet had left me weak, not myziness. Cahan walked away and headed


    towards the inside of his mansion while Cynthia began dragging me to wherever they were going.


    Cahan soon entered a huge, spacious room that I found out to be a gym.


    “Ooh, are we going to train here today, King?” Cynthia asked excitedly.


    Cahan looked at her and replied, “Yes, if people can keep up with me.”


    I felt somehow that the snide remark was for me. Cynthia suppressed a chuckle at the way he was


    behaving and then urged. me to get going.


    But I was too busy staring at the huge ce. It seemed never ending. There were machines and


    equipment, all looking shiny and brand new, while a soft carpet covered the gigantic space.


    There was a floor length mirror on one of the walls that ran along the length of it and a separate section


    in a corner was where all the dumbbells and other essories were kept.


    “This is Cahan’s personal training space. You better start moving”


    She whispered, but I clearly did not feel her excitement. He was the King so wasn’t he supposed to


    have all the luxuries? What was so special about it?


    I looked around, spotted a treadmill, and hopped on it.