The 5-Time Rejected Gamma And The Lycan King Chapter 86

Every Lycan and werewolf were surprised by how composed Lucianne was when she was in the best position to be the most angered. She even had a smile when they were all scowling after what they had just witnessed. Their boiling wrath was subsiding from Lucianne’s calm words and demeanor.

From where he stood, Toby retracted his own claws before he knelt on one knee and tilted his head to face the ground. His voice echoed through the hall when he shouted out firmly, “As you wish, my Queen.”

Almost immediately, everyone knelt in the same manner and uttered the same words, even Xandar and Christian. Those who were reluctant to offer Lucianne this gesture had to oblige in the end since the King himself was on his knee.

Lucianne was even more moved. As she battled holding back tears, she also forced herself to keep her voice steady and said casually, “Alright, everyone. Enough with the formalities. Stand up now, and continue with dinner. Come on, stand.”

Everyone stood, and most were already smiling her way. As soon as Xandar got up, he cupped Lucianne’s cheeks and pressed his lips deeply on hers.

When his lips released hers, the guilt in his eyes had not vanished as he whispered desperately, “I love you. Only you. Please believe me. I have only ever and will only ever love you.”

Xandar didn’t care that they were surrounded by his subjects. He only cared about whether Lucianne believed him. Guilt filled his being. He should have told her about his past before the Kyltons showed up. He should have warned her so she wouldn’t be taken by surprise by their presence. But now, it was too late to change everything that just happened.

Lucianne smiled meekly. Her hand reached for his cheek and the other reached for his shoulder. She caressed his cheek with her thumb as she uttered, “Breathe, Xandar. It’s okay.”

“Tell me you believe me.” He pleaded in despair, his eyes already glistening, “Tell me you believe me when I say I love you.”

She continued to stroke his cheek and cooed, “I believe you, Xandar. I believe you. Shh…”

From her peripheral vision, she noticed Christian and several wolves and Lycans looking their way. No one in the hall moved from where they stood. She didn’t just end a scene only to start another scene so she desperately tried to calm her mate down. “Xandar, I believe you. Shh…”

“Tell me you know that I have never loved anyone the way Iove you.” His voice was just a desperate whisper. Lucianne wasn’t sure if she truly knew this, that Xandar has never loved anyone else the way he loved her. She thought about Kelissa, who was from high society and who had been around Xandar since they were much younger. Lucianne herself was nowhere near high society, and she didn’t meet Xandar until a week ago.

When she couldn’t respond to Xandar’s plea, Xandar panicked even further. In his head, his animal fell on its knees and whimpered so hard that its eyes were glistening in devastation and fear, fear of losing its mate. The pain they both felt in their chests was excruciating. Even the sparks channeled into their bodies from holding Lucianne didn’t make either of them feel any better.

Tears started trickling down Xandar’s cheek as he spoke in a broken voice, “Tell me you know th-at, Lucy, pl-ease.”

Lucianne wiped away his tears, and tried not to break down herself. Despite the feelings of lack and unworthiness swimming in her own being, she forced herself to swallow the lump in her throat before uttering as convincingly as she could, “I know.”

Xandar, with his animal’s force, pulled her into another deep kiss. When their lips parted, Xandar held Lucianne in a tight embrace, and said in a hushed and strained voice, “I love you, Lucy. Only you. I love you so much.”

When some of those in the dining hall started walking out to get some air, Lucianne let out another sigh of relief. They wanted to witness her and Xandar being okay before they felt assured to leave for a while.

Christian himself joined Toby and a few others as they strode towards the door. When Christian saw Greg walking out with them, his mouth opened but Greg spoke first, “Let’s not start another scene, distant cousin. Our Queen has handled enough for one night.” What surprised Christian was not Greg’s initiative or his words but the sincerity which filled them. He had never known this other Duke to be anything but troublesome and impolite.

Greg didn’t stay the night. He got into his car and drove home, determined to find out how the Kyltons had ‘received word’ that Xandar was bonded to Lucianne. He replayed the scene as he took the all too familiar route back to where he lived. “How could she have not lost her cool?”, he wondered.

His own claws were partially extended until Lucianne’s smile and voice calmed his animal. But he couldn’t deny the jealousy which grew in his chest when his cousin pulled her into those hasty kisses and tight embraces. He almost didn’t hold back his growls. He had to leave. If he stayed, he might not have been able to control himself from constantly peeking at Lucianne the entire night. And his cousins would undoubtedly kick him out if they found out how he felt about their Queen. He didn’t want to be forbidden from looking at her and watching her in the dining hall or on the training ground. Everything she did made her so…different.