The 5-Time Rejected Gamma And The Lycan King Chapter 6

Alpha Juan muttered a 'wow' under his breath before speaking, "Your Highness, please understand I mean no disrespect for whatever comes out from my mouth next."

He cleared his throat, "If you're not… serious about… having her," he swallowed a lump in his throat before continuing, "…please let her go. I don't want to see her hurt by the mate bond again. I've known her since we were kids. She's like a sister to me. It pains me and my Luna to see her hurt."

If Alpha Juan didn't have a mate, Xandar was dead certain that he would have torn the Alpha's throat right then and there out of pure jealousy. Gamma Raden had already emptied his patience reservoir, and Xandar was clinging on to the thread of patience he had left for the night.

"Why would you think that I'm not serious about Lucianne, Alpha Juan?" He asked, taking some comfort in saying her name.

Alpha Juan said, "My King, I admit that I don't know your intention with Lucy. Having just met you today, I have to say that I don't know you at all so I cannot tell how this… mate bond is going to… progress. All I wanted to say is that..."

He sighed like he was going to make one of the biggest mistakes of his life, "…she has gone through too much in one lifetime. Please don't hurt her."

Alpha Juan looked like he was a man ready to receive his punishment after he finished speaking. Xandar was impressed with what Lucianne was capable of doing with her very existence. In one night, two wolves were ready to be punished just to tell him not to hurt her, and one was an Alpha.

He chuckled at his own thought before meeting Juan's confused look, "Alpha Juan, my intention with Lucianne is to court her, mate and mark her and only her, have her mark me, and make her my Queen. I don't know what I did to have you and Gamma Raden think that I will hurt my mate, but I can assure you that I can never bear to see Lucianne hurt, let alone hurt her."

He chuckled darkly before muttering, "If anything, she hurt me with what she said tonight."

Luna Hale cautiously explained, "Your Highness, p-please forgive her. It's not in our position to speak about her past. But if she decides to tell you one day, you'll understand why she said the things she did."

Xandar nodded in understanding as he listened to her speak nervously.

He then added with a smile, "You both need not be so afraid of me. I wouldn't punish or kill without a proper basis. Logic and legality aside, I wouldn't dream of killing my mate's pack leaders who are just trying to look out for her."

There was a moment of surprise before they bowed to display their gratitude. Xandar spoke to another 3 pack representatives before taking his leave.

When Xandar arrived home, he took a shower before climbing into his bed. His hand subconsciously reached for the empty pillow and felt the coldness on its surface. His animal whimpered, missing their mate.

He thought about being able to see her the next day and fell asleep with a smile.

Lucianne got out of bed at 4 a.m., brushed her teeth, dressed and grabbed a bag with a water bottle before making her way to the ground floor and exited the building through the backdoor. She jogged to the nearby forest behind the hotel and stripped behind a tree. After placing her clothes in her bag, she shifted.

Her white wolf with sapphire eyes had an unusual feature - a striped tail of white and grey. She never knew why. She scoured through any book she could find on the oddities of werewolves but there was nothing on striped tails. Those who had seen her form always pointed out this peculiarity of hers.

Some said she had an unknown gift; others said she was cursed. It never bothered her in terms of functionality so she just shrugged off these comments.

When her paws hit the grassy ground, she held onto her bag in her mouth and ran into the forest.

The cool breeze was invigorating, the gentle rustling of the wind was a sound she loved and the endless rows of trees drew her deeper and deeper into the forest. She only stopped when she heard the water from a river.

There, she sat by the riverbank and looked at her reflection. She then stared at the sky and took a deep, satisfying breath of freedom. She would do this every morning back in her pack. The stillness gave her the space to clear her head. The quietness offered her some peace.

When she saw a slight ray of light, she knew that it was time to dash back.

She ran through the forest from the path she came from, shifted back to her human form, dressed and entered the building before taking the elevator up to the seventh floor. As soon as she walked out of the elevator and turned around the corner of the corridor, she heard some heavy footsteps come to a halt.

She was scrolling through her phone as she took slow steps along the corridor, so she didn't see who it was.

Suddenly, her body was tugged forward and she was slumped into something hard. "Oof!"