The 5-Time Rejected Gamma And The Lycan King Chapter 62

Lucianne looked at the children who were by Ben’s side, clinging onto his legs, “And these must be Rita and Russell.” Ellia was shocked that the future Queen knew her kids’ names but Ben was moved that she remembered. He brought his kids closer to Lucianne, and Lucianne bent down to meet the dark-haired girl with sparkling eyes, “Hello, Rita.”

“H-hello, pwetty lady.” She muttered nervously.

“Oh, darling. It’s just Aunt Lucy, okay?” Lucianne said encouragingly.

She then looked at the boy, whose hair and eyes matched his sister’s and Lucianne smiled and said, “Hello, Russell. Is your knee better?” Ben and Ellia were surprised and touched that their Queen remembered their son’s injury and asked about it.

“Y-yes. A-Aunt Lucy.” Russell stuttered shyly.

“Can you show Aunt Lucy?” Lucianne smiled and asked the little boy.

He looked up at his father who muttered with a nod, “Go on, Russell. It’s okay.” The little boy let go of his father’s leg and bent down to pull up his pants, showing her a slightly scratched knee. Lucianne looked at it for a moment before lifting the little boy’s chin up gently with her hand as she whispered, “You’re such a brave and strong little boy. You’re healing so quickly.” He smiled, showing his dimples and small teeth.

Lucianne then said, “Russell, your dad says you like to build toys.” He nodded with a smile and, to Lucianne’s surprise, took her by her hand and walked her in his adorable little legs to the couch where Christian sat at the other end. Like Xandar, Christian was silently observing Lucianne mingle with the child.

Russell patted on a seat twice to motion Lucianne to sit and after Lucianne sat down, he tried to climb onto the high cushion himself. But he only made it when Lucianne lifted him up by his armpits and placed him right next to her. He unstrapped his backpack and pulled it to his side before unzipping it and taking out a slightly deformed toy car. He then sat cross-legged and put the car in front of him, pressed a button on top before the car started moving slowly on the couch.

Christian’s eyes widened in shock and he mind-linked Xandar, ‘Cuz, they teach this in kindergarten?! I don’t remember making a car.’

‘I don’t remember either.’

‘Can I go back to make one?’

‘Sure. Give me a copy of your notes after you’ve taken the class.’

Lucianne gasped at the little boy, “You made this at school?”

Russell shook his little head and said, “I—I make it at playtime…at home.” Christian’s plan was crushed.

Lucianne then gaped in shock, “You built this all by yourself?”

Russell nodded proudly and smiled. Lucianne then said excitedly, “You’re such a smart boy! Did you show this to your friends at school?”

Russell’s smile faltered and he looked at his car sadly while he said, “My friends say it’s stupid. They laughed at me. They threw my car when I showed them. My teacher told me to stop making it. She said studying was more important.”

Lucianne was heartbroken. She took Russell and placed him on her lap facing her. She then looked at the sad little boy and said with a soothing voice, “Russell, don’t listen to your teacher. You have to be very special to know how to make this. Your teacher is just jealous. Hm?”

The little boy looked up at her and sadness was disappearing from his eyes and Lucianne continued, “And you can always make new friends. A lot of little boys and girls will love to play with your car. Okay?” His dimples showed and the sadness was gone. He threw his arms around Lucianne’s chest, taking her by surprise. Xandar stiffened as he stood next to where she sat.

‘Cuz, you’re not jealous of a five-year-old right now, are you?’ Christian linked him.

‘Shut up, Christian.’

Christian chuckled to himself as he continued to watch. The little boy released her from their embrace when his fingers felt Lucianne’s scar on her arm. He looked at it with his furrowed eyebrows and asked innocently, “What is this, Aunt Lucy?”

Lucianne said, “Oh, this. Aunt Lucy was fighting bad guys one day. And one bad guy gave Aunt Lucy this scar.” The little boy’s eyes were glistening, which made Lucianne panic so she cooed, “There there, Russell. Shh…No bad guys are going to come for you. Aunt Lucy killed them, okay? You’re safe. You’re safe.”

He then hugged Lucianne again before he said, “I want to kill bad guys for Aunt Lucy.” Lucianne’s heart melted. She thought the little boy was about to cry earlier because he was afraid that he would be hurt the same way she was. But he was crying because she got hurt.

Lucianne smiled and said, “That’s very sweet of you, Russell. You’re a brave little boy.” She then pecked a kiss on his forehead, making him smile again.

Xandar then mind-linked Christian, ‘Fine. I’m jealous of the five-year-old. Who does he think he is?! And how is he going to protect her? Roll on the battleground and trip the rogues over?’

Christian burst into laughter, garnering everyone’s attention. Lucianne’s voice turned back into the way she normally spoke to him, “Christian, what’s the joke?”

He lifted up a finger, asking for a minute while he continued laughing at his cousin’s mind-link. When he was done, he said, “Apologies, my Queen. I uh…just thought of something funny and couldn’t help myself.”

“Do share.”

“Uh, no. Maybe later.” He chuckled again.

Lucianne was still confused, oblivious about how Xandar was reacting by her side when she interacted with the child in her hands, “Okay, if you say so.”

It was when she was about to turn back to Russell that she noticed Ellia and Ben mind-linking each other with worried and fearful looks. She assumed that it was family affairs so she did not intrude. When she opened her mouth and was about to speak to Russell again, she heard the sound of window blinds being pulled down. Her head lifted, and she saw that it was Ben doing it. When it was done, Ben went to Ellia’s side and nodded once in encouragement before Ellia lifted her head up to the three of them.

Ellia swallowed a lump in her throat before saying, “Your Highnesses, your Grace. There’s something you should know.”