The 5-Time Rejected Gamma And The Lycan King Chapter 28

After showering and cleaning up, everyone made their way to the dining hall for lunch. Lucianne wore the same purple top and black skirt she wore in the morning. For once, she entered the dining hall after Xandar. When she saw him speaking to someone she didn’t know, she decided against intruding and went up to Christian who was speaking to Juan and Hale.

“Ah! My Queen.” Christian beamed and bowed.

“Please don’t do that.” Lucianne said as she covered her eyes, embarrassed.

“It’s just etiquette, my Queen. You don’t have to be so shy about it.” Christian chuckled.

Juan then uttered to himself, “Queen Lucianne Freesia Paw does sound nice. Very regal.”

“Juan, stop!” Lucianne whisper-yelled as more people were looking their way.

Christian’s index finger and thumb were at his chin, like he was thinking. He then turned to Juan and said, “We’ll have to keep calling her that until she gets used to it, I’m afraid.”

Not wanting to hang around and garner more stares from the people already eavesdropping on their conversation, Lucianne then said, “I think I should just go over there to speak to the other Gammas.”

“Too late.” Christian said and chuckled.

Lucianne looked confused as she asked, “What do you m—” she gasped when she felt a warm hand on her abdomen before it slid to the side of her waist. Sparks erupted in that area as Juan, Hale and Christian bowed and greeted in unison, “My King.”

He smiled at them and gave them the cue to lift their heads. His eyes locked with Lucianne’s as he asked in his husky voice, “How did it go with Juan?”

Lucianne shot Juan a cheeky grin and said, “It went well.”

Hale then added enthusiastically, “So well that he came back with bruises that were still healing.”

Juan then slipped an arm around his mate’s waist and uttered in embarrassment, “Baby, you’re supposed to be on my side. And the bruises were supposed to be a secret.”

Hale then turned to Juan and smirked, “I’m sorry, my dear. I thought I was promised the fiercest fighter in the pack but since Lucy beat you today, I’m choosing her now.” The Lycan cousins and Lucianne laughed at Hale’s response and Juan’s fake pouting.

As Lucianne looked back at Xandar, she asked, “So, did you kick your cousin’s ass or did he kick yours?”

Christian was already chuckling. Xandar then said, “A 2-1. I almost lost because you didn’t wish me luck when you left me.”

“Luck was never going to save you.” Lucianne retorted.

“But you wished him luck.” He complained like a toddler as he gestured at Christian.

“And did it save him?” She asked rhetorically.

Knowing that he had lost the argument, Xandar resorted to squeezing the flesh at her waist playfully before kissing her briefly on her temple. They then moved to the buffet table and got their food before sitting down.

“So uh...cuz.” Christian sat next to Xandar. His expression grew worried as he asked, “What brings Greg here? I didn’t think he was interested in these things.” Their eyes went to where Christian motioned with his gaze. Lucianne recognised that that was the very person Xandar was speaking to when she walked in. Greg was now mingling with the female Lycans, who were all daughters of ministers.

Lucianne looked up at Xandar, who was worried as well. So Lucianne asked, “Do you two need a moment?” She didn’t want them to feel like they couldn’t speak freely.

Xandar said, “No, no.” He took her hand on the table and started stroking it, “You’re bound to find out sooner or later.” He then addressed the pack leaders, “Juan. Hale. Christian and I won’t mind you both listening to this. It’s not really a secret to begin with. It’s just a…” Xandar groped for the right form of description and settled with, “An embarrassing part of the royal family history.”

Christian’s carefree expression turned serious as he started explaining, “Greg is Xandar’s cousin, from his father’s side. When King Lucas died, Greg tried to get ministerial support to have Xandar abdicate the throne to him. Greg’s reason was simple: he was older and had more experience in state affairs.” Christian then chose his next words carefully, “He was not exactly wrong but the thing about him is he has a very questionable character.”

“Meaning?” Lucianne asked.

Christian hesitated and glanced at Xandar, who nodded before Christian continued, “He doesn’t always have the people’s best interest at heart. He goes where the profits are. Xandar told me about how you described King Lucas, how he didn’t care about werewolves. Just take Greg as a younger King Lucas, only worse.”

“Worse how?” Juan asked in concern.

Xandar explained in a low, serious tone, “There were rumours circulating that when he held office, funds went missing. They never found the culprit but we suspected he took it because he could suddenly afford a new car and a woman every night.”

Hale then said, “Forgive me for suggesting this but wouldn’t a person like him get women for free given that he is technically a Duke?”

Christian explained, “Yeah but he can make more demands, and more inappropriate demands, when it comes to paid intercourse than free ones.”

“Disgusting.” Juan hissed.

“Does he have no mate?” Hale asked.

“No.” Christian shook his head and Xandar added, “It’s a good thing, too. Imagine the pain she’d have to suffer every night.”