The 5-Time Rejected Gamma And The Lycan King Chapter 31

She looked at the book. If they were still mates, and if he hadn’t cheated on her or lied to her, this gift would’ve made her heart melt. Now, she didn’t feel anything. She took note of the title and the author’s name so that she could order it by herself later on and said, “We’re not friends. Now, step aside.”

“Just take it, Lucianne. You don’t even have to think that it was from me, please.” Sebastian pleaded.

From her peripheral vision, she saw Xandar’s figure approaching in quick steps. From the way he was walking, it was clear that he was angry. Lucianne said in a low voice, “Sebastian Cummings, if you have the slightest shred of intelligence and wisdom left, you will step aside now. You don’t want to get hurt.”

He clearly didn’t know that Xandar was coming, which made him say, “I was already hurt when you rejected me, Lucianne.”

“Interesting choice of words.” Xandar’s voice came from the side as he slid an arm protectively around Lucianne’s waist and held her close to his body. “Given that you were the one who gave Lucianne more than enough reason to do what she did.”

Sebastian was gritting his teeth after hearing Xandar’s words. Before either of them could say anything to each other, Lucianne prompted Sebastian, “You should go.”

Sebastian smiled meekly and longingly at Lucianne as he nodded before walking away. Xandar kissed her temple and asked in concern, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be? So, is the Moonhowl pack going to be alright?” Lucianne asked.

Xandar smiled, “They’ll be fine, sweetheart. I’m more concerned about you. You don’t have to shove your troubles aside just to take care of people all the time, you know.”

She rolled her eyes, “I have seen and felt pack problems. Compared to what they have to go through, my troubles are nothing.”

“No. I will not let you think that. It’s my job to make sure that you don’t have to bear with your troubles alone.” Xandar said firmly as he held her by her arms.

Despite being moved by his words, Lucianne was in the mood to be cheeky. She cocked her head to one side and asked with a small smile, “That’s in the King’s job description along with his long list of royal duties? Wow. Sounds very taxing.”

Xandar smiled and played along, “It is taxing. Why do you think I need you as my Queen?”

Lucianne showed a mock look of realization, “Ah, so you just needed another helper to do the work. And to think I was something special to you. Gosh, this is quite embarrassing, your Highness.”

“Mmm…” Xandar was still in a mood to play, “Looks like I’ve misled you.”

“That, you did.”

He smirked and uttered in his husky voice by her ear, “Maybe you should consider punishing me, my love. What will you have me do?” His breath warmed her ear and that was when she smelled his arousal. Her cheeky mood was gone.

She gasped in shock at how far they went with their charade. Xandar’s lips were still by her ear and she felt him smirk before he asked cockily, “What’s wrong, my dear? Still embarrassed?” He started inhaling deeply, taking in her scent from her neck.

Not wanting to allow this to go any further in the eyes of so many people in the hall, she took his head gently in her hands from the side of her head and drew it back as she took a step back herself. His eyes were still looking at her coyly. The smell of his arousal was getting stronger, and Lucianne knew she had to do something before everyone in the dining hall looked their way.

Lucianne smirked and said, “Embarrassed? Oh please, your Highness. I was just thinking about your punishment.” She let go of his head after saying that and crossed her arms in front of her chest. Perhaps the lack of skin contact between them would stop his arousing thoughts, she thought.

“Mm..Is that so?” He reached for both sides of her waist and pulled her closer to him, still smirking as he was doing it. “And what have you decided, my Queen?”

Lucianne tried to ignore her discomfort in being called a Queen when she clearly wasn’t one, then said, “Perhaps staying away from each other for a day would do us some good.”

All humour was drained from his eyes. His arousal was put to a sudden stop. He looked like a child who had a toy snatched away from him as he abruptly pressed her body against his and pleaded desperately into her ear, “No, don’t go. I’ll be good, I promise. Don’t keep us apart, Lucianne, please.”

She pulled away and didn’t say a word as she led him in the direction of their table by his hand. He asked worriedly, “You’re not really going to stay away from me tomorrow, are you?”

She snorted at how seriously he took her, “No, Xandar. But you really need to control your arousal. We’re around your subjects, for goodness sake. I just hope I was the only one who smelled it.”

Xandar glanced behind them momentarily before he said apologetically, “From the grins the werewolves are throwing our way, I would say they smelled it too.”

“Oh, Goddess.” Lucianne covered her face with both hands in embarrassment.

“To be fair, this was your fault. You were the one who started to play ignorant.” Xandar accused.

“Me?!” Lucianne stopped in her steps and whisper-yelled, “I wasn’t the one who couldn’t control my arousal.”

Xandar, with both palms raised to chest-level like he was shielding himself, then said, “In my defence, it’s very hard to not be aroused by you.”