The 5-Time Rejected Gamma And The Lycan King Chapter 72

Unperturbed, Livia kept her smile on and sashayed to his desk before standing in front of him. Her arousal filled the air in his room. She was in heat and wanted Greg to be the vessel for her release. Greg was getting angrier by the second, “Last chance, Livia. Get. Out.”

She sat on his desk and whispered, “Seven minutes. How about that? After seven minutes of…fun, I’ll leave.”

Greg chuckled darkly, “Like you were ever capable of that.”

He was getting out of his seat and leaving Livia behind when her voice stopped him, “Sebastian Cummings was having the best seven minutes of his life with me before his mate came to spoil the fun.”

Greg stiffened. He turned to Livia, who had a smug look on her face before he asked in disbelief, “Seb gave up a lifetime with Lucianne for seven minutes…with you?” He looked at her in disgust from head to toe before muttering, “He must’ve been drugged blind that night.”

She disregarded his insults and proudly declared, “I can give quite the experience.”

Greg still looked disgusted when he declared, “No. That guy is just dumb, like his sister. Maybe worse, in fact. Get out now, Livia. Don’t make me tell you again.”

He turned to leave again. Just when he stepped out of the door, Livia pounced on his back and he would’ve lost his balance had it not been for the cabinet he held on for support by the side. His eyes turned onyx. He flicked her off his back and she fell on the floor.

Disregarding her seductive gaze, he carried her over his shoulder and she laughed hysterically. But when Livia realized that Greg wasn’t heading for his bedroom, it was too late. He opened the front door and dumped Livia on his lawn in the cold night. He then threw her purse and coat that was left on the front door cabinet right next to her on the lawn.

Before disappearing into his home, Greg uttered, “The night air ought to cool you off.” Livia was so stunned at what just happened that she only came back to her senses after hearing Greg slam the door behind him.

She was never rejected by any male before, not even by Greg the last two times. What happened?

Livia called Sasha to come get her. Embarrassed. Unwanted. But most of all, FURIOUS! How dare he reject her advances?! And what was that look he gave her when she told him about Sebastian Cummings? What the hell did that even mean?!

Sasha snapped, “You’ve wasted your time going there to get him to scratch your itch. I think he is starting to have a soft spot for Seb’s ex-mate.”

Livia was enraged and bewildered, “That’s not possible! The Duke doesn’t have a soft spot for anyone! And if he did, where is the wolf now?! Why isn’t she with him?!”

Sasha’s eyes turned dark, “For some stupid reason, the Moon Goddess decided to bond the wolf with the King.”

Livia exclaimed, “So the King is accepting second-hand goods?”

Sasha smirked, “Sixth-hand actually.”

Livia blinked in surprise and spat, “But she isn’t even that good-looking. From the back, she just looks like a child! She doesn’t deserve to have men flock around her like that! We do!”

Sasha’s lips curled upward. Looks like she just found herself an accomplice. If the useless rake of a Duke wouldn’t help her get what she wanted, she would just do it with someone else. And who better to recruit than Livia right now?

“Weaver, watch your left foot. And remember to keep your core in.” Lucianne reminded him as she and Toby watched Weaver spar with Yarrington.

Toby was as serious as Lucianne was when he said, “Yarrington, don’t overdo those punches. Get to his nose, there have been two openings already. Don’t miss a third.”

After another few minutes of hitting and dodging, Weaver came out as the winner. He helped his mate up.

That was when General Langford of the Lycan warriors came to where they were, bringing along one of his own warriors. He bowed without a smile, and Lucianne returned the bow with an equally straight face. “How can I help you, General?”

He looked offended as he said, “As much as we acknowledge that you are one of the best of your kind, your Highness. I must tell you that you have no jurisdiction to train the Lycans. We would appreciate it if you do not overstep the authority that you’ve been given. If you want to train the wolves, then do so. But we can very well take care of our kind.”

Lord Yarrington scowled at the General, “How dare you speak to our Queen in that manner! Weaver and I were the ones who asked her to train us.”

Langford seemed even more offended, “And why would you both do that, my lord?”

Weaver responded on behalf of his mate, “We wanted to advance our skills. This is what the collaboration is for anyway! What is your problem, Langford?”

Langford looked at Lucianne from head to toe and chuckled as he asked the ministers, “You think that a wolf’s skills are superior to those of a Lycan?”

“You certainly don’t think so.” Lucianne’s stern voice suddenly rang between everyone’s ears. Some of those around them had already slowed down or pretended to be taking a short break, glancing in Lucianne’s direction to see what was about to go down.

Langford said with zero sincerity, “I mean no offense, your Highness.” It was conspicuously clear that he had every intention to offend her. He just didn’t do it directly.

Toby then countered, “Then why are you questioning us being here? We’re just helping!”

Langford glared down at Toby but Toby stood his ground. Lucianne then came between them and pushed Toby away from Langford’s view, taking his place in front of the General.

She smirked darkly and said, “Tell you what, General. You, me and your right-hand man over here spar. If I win, you keep your mouth shut about who I train. If you win, I’ll keep my mouth shut, and when you ask me to leave, I’ll leave.”