The 5-Time Rejected Gamma And The Lycan King Chapter 29

Lucianne then muttered to herself, “A younger King Lucas.” She then asked Xandar, “Were they close? Him and your father?”

“Extremely.” Xandar and Christian said in unison.

She nodded in understanding and muttered, “That explains a lot. So after he didn’t get ministerial support, he just left?”

Christian nodded and said, “Yeah, pretty much. They took their supporters with them and that was it. He then founded his own company, doing some kind of export business. And his supporters became his employees. I don’t know what the hell he is exporting but it seems to be keeping him and them afloat. We haven’t seen him in years. How long has it been, Xandar? Fifteen, sixteen years?”

“Sixteen.” Xandar nodded ominously.

“So, he’s back.” Lucianne digested and asked, “He came back for something. What is it?”

All eyes were on Xandar, “He told me that he realised his mistakes, and he wants to reunite with the family, making it clear that he didn’t come back for the throne which he has accepted was mine to take.”

“Do you believe him?” Lucianne asked doubtfully.

Xandar shook his head, “Nah. You can never believe Greg. There’s always something up his sleeve.”

“Cuz, why do I get the feeling he came back because you found our Queen?” Christian asked as he motioned at Lucianne.

Xandar sighed as his hand protectively slipped across Lucianne’s shoulders before he said, “If you’re asking me whether you’re being paranoid, Christian, I wouldn’t say that you are. I thought the same thing. The timing is too coincidental.”

“Did he mention her?” Christian whispered, his eyebrows furrowed with worry.

Xandar said, “Not explicitly, no. But he was trying to get me to admit that I’ve found her.”

“What’s so bad about him knowing that I exist?” Lucianne asked innocently.

Christian then explained, “He will do everything in his power to make you feel uncomfortable and unworthy, manipulating you to reject your mate, just like he did with my mate, Annie. Thankfully, I found out what was happening before Annie did anything rash.”

“Huh.” Lucianne frowned.

Christian then added, “I would keep my guard up with him if I were you.”

“After hearing everything the two of you just said, I definitely will.” Lucianne obliged.

Xandar eyebrows furrowed with concern, not knowing what Greg’s ulterior motive was for returning. Lucianne tried to use the mate bond to ease his anxiety by stroking his hand but the crease on his forehead didn’t smoothen all the way. She got up to refill her drink. Just as her cup was full, someone abruptly stood before her and blocked her way. She took a step back to see that it was Greg, who had a cocky smirk as his lustful eyes scanned her from head to toe.

Lucianne was unperturbed. She tried to leave from the side but Greg moved to block her way. “What’s the rush?”

Xandar saw this from the other end of the hall, and he was striding over in quick paces. Lucianne kept her composure as she said, “I didn’t think you wanted to speak to me. Can I help you?”

He scoffed, “So you’re the King’s mate.”

Xandar reached Lucianne’s side, and his face was hard when his arm wrapped protectively around her waist. Lucianne then asked Greg, “Did you come to me with an actual question, sir?”

“Sir?” Greg said in surprise as he said to Xandar, “I can see you haven’t told your mate much about your cousin.” Greg gestured at himself.

“I didn’t really see the point in telling.” Xandar lied.

“And I see you didn’t tell me that you’ve already found your mate.” Greg stated, still holding on to the fake smile. “I’ve had to ask those Duchess wannabes over there to get the news.” He motioned to the ministers’ daughters whom he was seen mingling with earlier.

“Well, if you have nothing to ask, I shall take my leave now.” Lucianne said and took only one step before Greg stopped her again.

He then asked unnecessarily loudly in a taunting tone, “I heard that you were rejected five times before him?”

“Shut up, Greg.” Xandar growled.

Lucianne was unperturbed. He wasn’t the first to use this against her. She smiled flatly and responded in an equally loud voice to match his, “I was, yes. I handled five mate bond snaps and here I stand before you, alive and well. What about you, your Grace? How many have you handled?”

He seemed to have been taken off guard and tried to divert the attack back to Lucianne by saying, “Five, huh?”

“Avoiding the question, huh?” Lucianne retorted. Some of the wolves were already forcing back their smiles when they heard Lucianne’s response to the Duke.

Greg seemed to be losing his stamina as he tried desperately to defend himself by announcing, “Wolf, I can get a different woman every night. Why would I want a mate?”

She took a step forward as she said, “It’s not a matter of wanting. It’s a well-known fact that mates are given to anyone who is even slightly deserving of one. So I simply want to know, since you’re still mateless at your age, how many mates have you had in your past?” Her strength and eloquence in her voice demanded respect.

“That’s a personal question.” Greg muttered, already squirming on the inside.

It was Lucianne’s turn to smirk cockily, “Funny how you found it appropriate to ask me, isn’t it?” He was gritting his teeth until Lucianne asked in a clear voice, “Why are you here?”