The 5-Time Rejected Gamma And The Lycan King Chapter 32

“How is that even a defence?!” Lucianne asked, eyebrows furrowed in confusion and disbelief.

“When you looked at me like that and spoke like that, it just…turned me on.” Xandar explained innocently.

Lucianne narrowed her eyes, “I was speaking to you in direct language. You were the one who twisted the conversation when you started having inappropriate thoughts. How I spoke to you was perfectly normal.”

Xandar couldn’t stop his lips from curling upwards. He kissed Lucianne on her forehead briefly before he whispered with a slight shake of his head, “No, it wasn’t.” He took her hand and said sweetly, “I’ll control it. I can’t make any promises but I’ll try to control it.”

Lucianne groaned in frustration and shook her head disapprovingly before moving towards the table and taking her seat. The members of Moonhowl had already left so it was just Xandar, Christian and Lucianne.

Before Xandar could sit, Christian looked at Lucianne and explained, “Don’t blame him, my Queen. Just as Alphas have a heightened level of sexual drive compared to the ordinary wolf, a Lycan King experiences the same thing compared to the ordinary Lycan. It’s common knowledge. I’m sure you know it. I don’t even know why I’m explaining it to you. And uh cuz…” he looked at Xandar who had just sat and said, “It was your fault. Unlike Alphas, Lycan Kings are supposed to be able to exercise better control over their arousal.”

Xandar glared playfully at Christian, “Did you even want to be on my side when you asked the Queen not to blame me?”

Dramatically, Christian placed a hand on Xandar’s shoulder and said, “I am on the side of truth and justice, your Highness.” And ended his act with a bow.

Lucianne chuckled from the side. Xandar gazed at her profile and gently pushed her hair over her shoulder to the back to see her full face. “Nothing to say, my dear?”

She smirked, “I’m not taking that risk again, my King.” He smiled in daze as his fingers traced her hair down her back lovingly.

“That’s probably the wise thing to do for tonight, my Queen.” He smirked.

“Xandar, please stop calling me that. I’m not your Queen. I’m a Gamma. If you don’t stop, the others are going to think that they’re obligated to follow.” She pleaded in annoyance as she checked her phone, failing to see how her words hurt Xandar to his core. His animal was whimpering, and it wanted him to put their mate on his lap, hold her close, and keep telling her what an amazing Queen she would make until she believed him. After his uncontrolled arousal tonight, he didn’t dare try anything funny to upset her further. So, he continued to run his fingers through her hair while enduring the pain in his heart.

Lucianne sat upright all of a sudden. She looked up from her phone and turned her head to the back of the dining hall, where Tobias was waving her over. She gave him a hand-signal to wait and turned to the cousins as she said, “Some wolves want to speak to me. I have to go.”

Without waiting for their response, she got up and took quick steps to where Tobias was with the other wolves. Xandar looked at her retreating figure longingly. The thought that she didn’t see herself as his Queen still pained him.

“Am I allowed to ask why she’s like that?” Christian whispered in Xandar’s direction.

Xandar raised his eyebrows, asking for an explanation. Christian rolled his eyes and said, “Cuz, you know what I’m talking about. Why does she think she can’t be our Queen? I mean, look at her.” They both looked at where Lucianne was. She was nodding and listening attentively to the pack members in front of her. Even from afar, they could see her focused eyes as she concentrated on the people in front of her.

“No one else can do what she’s doing.” Christian emptied his wine glass and added, “Without her, I doubt we’ll even know half of the werewolves’ hardships at the end of this collaboration.”

Xandar smiled blissfully as he watched his mate, until Christian prompted, “I take it that I’m not allowed to know?”

Xandar then looked back at his cousin and childhood friend as he muttered, “I can’t give you the details. That’s for her to share. But I can tell you what is already general knowledge: she went through five rejections before we met. I’m her sixth-chance mate.”

Christian’s eyes widened in surprise, “I’m sorry. I’m a Lycan but I’m currently questioning my hearing. You said she went through five rejections?”

Xandar nodded ominously. Christian still couldn’t believe it, “Five?”

Xandar then narrowed his eyes, “Really?”

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. It’s just…wow.” He composed himself before questioning aloud, “How is she still alive, let alone helping her people survive? From her energy and grace, I didn’t think she was bonded to anyone before you. But I guess it explains her strong sense of self-control.”

Xandar was confused, “What do you mean? What self-control?”

“I probably shouldn’t have said that.” Christian muttered in regret.

“Well, it’s too late now. What did you mean?” Xandar pressed.

Christian’s eyebrows were furrowed, “Have you touched or smelled her intimately since you met her?”

“Yes.” Xandar nodded as he recalled smelling her neck when they were in his villa, and he tried to do it again in the car and back at the refreshments table before she stopped him.