The 5-Time Rejected Gamma And The Lycan King Chapter 16

"Second, if I looked like a dying rogue who was just picked off the streets, then you look like a self-entitled doll on display who never had to work a day in her life. You may think that that's a good thing but I personally feel very, very sorry for you that you're living in your perfect little world, ignorant of what some of us have to fight through. And third,"

She lifted her index finger up, asking Sasha to wait as she sipped from her glass before continuing, "Third, I never said or even think that I am qualified to be a Queen. I am very well aware that I'm not. And frankly, neither are you. You may think you look like a Queen but holding that position is not just about putting on make-up and looking pretty. It's about finding problems and solutions, something I don't think you're very familiar with. "

"I'm not saying that I am, but just by hearing you speak, I know that you're not. Honestly, if you want him," she waved in Xandar's direction, "I'm not the one stopping you. I don't want someone who would want another anyway."

Xandar's pained eyes were wide as he looked at Lucianne's side profile and exclaimed in panic, "Lucianne, what are you saying? Don't be ridiculous! I don't want another! I only want you!"

Avoiding his hurt expression, Lucianne glanced at the ground and bit her inner lip before she met Sasha's gaze and said numbly, "If you really listened to what he just said, Ms Cummings, the one stopping you is him, not me. My time and energy is focused on protecting the innocent, not throwing myself on powerful Lycans."

Xandar's yearning and desperate gaze fixed on Lucianne made Sasha even more infuriated. Her eyes glistened. She gritted her teeth and whispered in rage, "The Lycans will never accept you as their Queen."

Xandar growled furiously at her, sending fear throughout the room. By his side, Lucianne merely retorted, "Their acceptance was never my priority. I've long stopped trying to please those who only want to bring me down anyway."

Before Sasha could say anything further, Xandar growled at her and said in a homicidal tone, "Get the hell out of this room. Never appear in front of Lucianne again. You're not even worthy to say her name." Xandar growled again.

With tears trickling down her cheeks.Sasha squirmed and left the room in hurried steps with her eyes fixed to the floor.

The room was still in pin-drop silence as everyone either looked in the direction in which Sasha had just left, or at their King who was still burning like a boiling kettle.

Gamma Tobias was the first to be able to physically move from his spot. He made slow, cautious steps to the refreshments table before looking at Lucianne in concern. But then he smirked and exclaimed in excitement, "Lucy, that was epic!"

The atmosphere relaxed considerably among the werewolves after he said that, and Gamma Raden came over and high-fived Gamma Tobias as the former shouted, "Yeah! That's our girl right there!" And he pointed at Lucianne.

Lucianne managed a wide grin and a short laugh. Xandar seemed to have relaxed a little, and his animal calmed down when they saw her smile. Xandar pecked a kiss on Lucianne's temple, making a visible red tinge appear on her cheeks.

Many older Lycans were not pleased because they knew that Sasha was Alfred Cummings's daughter, and they had been friends with Alfred from before Xandar ascended the throne eighteen years ago.

This older generation was of the view that no matter how terrible a mistake is, a Lycan should never be punished over a wolf. To them, the worst Lycan should still always be treated better than even the best werewolf.

All of this changed when Xandar rose as King. He was equally critical of Lycans and werewolves alike, not seeing why one species should be favored over the other.

Everyone adjourned to their rooms for a short rest before dinner. The Lycan in Xandar was already whimpering at the mere thought of parting with Lucianne.

"Do you mind if I kept you until dinner, Lucianne?" He asked nervously.

Xandar couldn't remember the last time he was this nervous, if there was such a time in his past at all. He was a King, and before that he was the Crowned Prince. There was never really an occasion that he had to feel nervous about.

Overwhelmed, yes, with rogue attacks. Fearful, perhaps, like when he was about to witness the death of his father. But never was he nervous.

Lucianne narrowed her eyes and said, "That depends on what you want."

He smiled. It was a sad smile as he explained, "I want to talk to you more. I want to know you, really know you. I don't want you to feel like you have to keep things from me." He took her hand and kissed the back of it briefly before placing her palm on his chest, over his heart as he whispered,

"And hopefully, I can convince you that I can love you. I'm not like the rest, Lucianne. I only want you. You're the only mate and Queen that I will ever be willing to accept. Please," he took her other hand and kissed her fingers, "Please let me get to know you."

Lucianne was touched by what she had just heard. His words went straight into her heart. She wondered if it was the effect of the mate bond. She cleared her throat before nodding her head gently and uttered, "Okay."

Xandar looked relieved and ecstatic. He took Lucianne's hand and led her out of the dining hall. He drove them to his villa and led her into the living room. After making coffee, Xandar passed Lucianne her mug and took a seat next to her.

When their eyes locked, Lucianne shrugged and asked, "So, what do you want to know?"