The 5-Time Rejected Gamma And The Lycan King Chapter 11

Sasha then leaned in a way to show her cleavage as she asked, "So, what have you been up to, your Highness?"

"Work." He replied flatly as he looked at the wall ahead and sipped his drink.

"Oh, you work so hard for us. It almost makes me feel bad as one of your subjects. What do you do for rest?"

"Sleep." He said equally uninterestedly, and Lucianne almost snorted at his emotionless response.

"Hmm…" Sasha then whispered, "Want some company for tonight?"

Lucianne bit her lip and intertwined her fingers as she hid her hands on her lap, under the table to cope with the familiar feelings of rejection before Xandar said, "No, I don't. And even if I do, it won't be with you."

Despite his firm tone, Lucianne still felt uncomfortable. Xandar noticed this, and it made his animal whimper to see their mate sad.

With pain in his eyes, he leaned closer to her, and was about to say something when Sebastian asked Lucianne, "Would you like to take a stroll in the park later, Lucianne? The Irrelises are in full bloom this time of year. It's a beautiful scene."

"No, thank you, Mr Cummings. I've seen them."

He seemed defeated but persisted to speak to Lucianne, "Would you like to sit with us during the ceremony later this morning?"

"No, thank you. I'll be sitting with Alpha Juan and Luna Hale."

"We can make room for a few more. Our seats are nearer to the front so you would all have a better view of the stage." Sebastian offered a small smile.

Xandar then said, "You need not worry about their view. I have invited Lucianne and her pack leaders to sit with me at the front row. They were about to respond to my invitation before your father showed up at our table." Of course, this was a lie.

Disregarding the three Cummings' shock, Xandar's eyes softened with tenderness when he turned to Lucianne and asked with his charming smile, "What do you say, Lucianne? Would you join me at the ceremony?"

She managed a small smile and nodded slightly, "Sure, Xandar."

"What did you just call his Highness?!" Sasha hissed in anger.

Xandar glared at her and said, "It's my name. Do we have a problem, Ms Cummings?"

"Since when were we allowed to address royals by their name so casually? Especially a King! As one of your closer associates, your Highness, it is my duty to advise you…" Before Sasha could finish her sentence, Xandar's cold voice cut her off, "You are in no position to advise me."

Ignoring Sasha, Xandar turned to Alpha Juan and said, "I hope you and Luna Hale can join us?"

"It would be our honour, your Highness." Alpha Juan accepted graciously.

Minister Alfred Cummings then started looking at Lucianne with interest, "Young lady, I don't believe we've met."

Lucianne responded without missing a beat, "We have met, minister. We met three years ago at the defence meeting in New York when we revised the law to mediate with the hunters. Two years ago, I asked you about the rumours circulating among packs about rogue Lycans, to which you responded by asking me to worry about my own species instead."

"And last year, I was introduced to you again by Sebastian Cummings at this event. When I asked which packs were the most vulnerable to rogue attacks at that time, you asked me to go around the hall on my own to find out which of them may need our help."

Alfred Cummings glanced uneasily at Xandar, whose face was getting darker with each of Lucianne's statement. He cleared his throat before he said, "Perhaps you have mistaken me for someone else, miss. I don't think…"

"My Gamma is not mistaken, minister. I was in attendance as well." Alpha Juan confirmed Lucianne's account of the events with confidence.

Alfred Cummings opened his mouth but he could argue further, his son spoke meekly from his side, "Dad, you have met her. She's not mistaken."

Alfred's displeasure was evident with his son's express statement. His son could've just mind-linked him but he chose to embarrass his father before the King and some pesky wolves instead. He forced a smile and addressed Lucianne, "Well then, I must apologize for not remembering you. Old age does not serve the memory, I'm afraid."

Xandar's eyebrows were furrowed with disgust as he spoke, "How could you give such an answer to our people?"

Seemingly unperturbed, Alfred said, "Your Highness, in my defence, I meet many people daily so…"

"That wasn't what I meant." Xandar spat, "Excuse my language but why the he*l did you ask our subjects to worry about their own species? Do you think they would be safe if Lycans went rogue? Do you think they were just asking to bad-mouth Lycans and not because they are concerned for their packs' safety? And the thing about asking them to find out which packs needed help by themselves!"

He shook his head, "Honestly, Cummings. Why would we need you?"

The King sighed in frustration as he ran his fingers through his hair. His animal wanted to be released to tear the old man into pieces. His bright purple eyes were turning onyx. He was on the verge of losing his cool.

Then, a small hand reached for his clenched fist that was on his lap under the table. It sent a trail of sparks into his body, and when his onyx eyes met Lucianne's comforting black orbs, she mouthed 'calm down'. She started stroking his fist with her thumb to soothe his animal and him.