The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Xandar’s eyes narrowed as he asked, “Seriously, babe? That was it?”

Lucianne’s eyes shot up at his response in surprise. Xandar was heartbroken that her black orbs were already glistening. He took her hands and said, “Baby, you’re scaring me. Talk to m e. Is that all? Or is there more? I’m all ears even if you have a list. We can go through the whole thing tonight or until tomorrow if we have to.”

She was already considering being his Queen. That was a good sign. It was progress. He was not going to ruin it.

Lucianne blinked a few times to bring herself out from her shock. “Uh…I don’t know if there’s more yet but continuing to fight with them is my main concern right now.” 1

Xandar furrowed his eyebrows and asked in annoyance, “Why would you have to give that u p? That’s a large part of who you are. Who even gave you this idea anyway?”

The size of her eyes amplified in fear until Xandar gave her hands a gentle squeeze of assurance before he said, “No, Lucianne. No one’s going to get hurt. I just want to know how you came about getting this idea in your head.”(This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)

She felt uneasy when she said, “Um, well…most of the werewolves have already been talking about me no longer fighting with them once L…if I…become Queen.”

“What?! Why would they think that?” Xandar asked in dismay.

She bit her lip before she explained, “Because we’ve never heard of a Lycan Queen being on a battlefield.”

Xandar retorted in annoyance, “So what?! Can’t you be the first? You’re already the first wolft o bridge our species and get pack leaders to open up to us; the first Gamma to be able to take down indisputably strong Alphas; the first to suggest offering warrior training to other packs; the first wolf to take on a rogue Lycan…”

“I’m not sure if the last one’s a good thing.” Lucianne thought aloud.

“Sweetheart, you get the point.” Xandar ran his fingers through his hair and sighed in frustration as he gazed at the wall in front of him while muttering under his breath, “Goddess, our Lycan ancestors must have screwed up monumentally badly for werewolves to think that we would take everything from them, even their best warrior.”

Lucianne bit her bottom lip so Xandar asked, “Something’s still bothering you. Tell me. What i sit?”

She sounded guiltier than she did before when she began, “I thought that I would have to give it up and… I was so sure that I didn’t want to give up…that part of my life t-that…I was… that I almost severed the mate bond. I am so sorry.” She started sobbing into her hands.

“Oh, baby.” He pulled her into his chest and let his shirt absorb her tears. He kissed her forehead as he uttered, “I wouldn’t have blamed you if you did. I would have deserved it. No one can ask you to give up who you are, Lucianne. Not even me.” He kissed her forehead again before saying, “Thank you for talking to me first.” 2(This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)

She said between sobs, “I wa-wasn’t going to b-but.. Juan… Tate…and Toby… stopped me from …I-rejecting…you…I’m sorry…I’m so…so sorry.”

“No, Lucianne. Don’t apologize. There’s nothing to be sorry about. It’s okay. Shh…it’s okay.” Xandar cooed and tried to calm her down as he stroked her hair.

Her voice was a whisper when she uttered, “I should have talked to you first, instead of assuming that you wouldn’t have allowed it.”

Xandar closed their distance, and when his lips touched hers, he closed his eyes and enjoyed her warm, plump lips against his. When Lucianne’s lips began responding, Xandar deepened the kiss. In between his efforts, Lucianne’s lips parted slightly to release a soft moan. It was the cutest thing that Xandar had ever heard.

Seeming to have lost his self-control, Xandar’s tongue plunged into her mouth and started exploring the space within. His hand supported the back of her head as his tongue continued to plunge deeper and deeper into her mouth, reaching for her throat. Lucianne’s hands moved from his hard chest to his neck before reaching his thick locks, and her fingers clutched on his soft hair with each brush of their lips, making Xandar growl in approval.

When Lucianne’s hands cupped his cheeks and she broke away from the kiss, they were taking in large volumes of air like they’ve just completed a marathon. Their eyes were fixed o n each other’s swollen lips.

“Are you okay?” Xandar’s concerned whisper rang through the little space between them as h e traced her jaw with his thumb.

Lucianne smiled and, without a word, pressed her lips on his. Xandar was stunned for a second before his own lips and tongue moved in response. The smell of Xandar’s arousal filled the room but Lucianne made no move to put a stop to it this time. The sparks they were feeling intensified with each brush of their lips. They only pulled away from each other when Lucianne needed air.

When they caught their breaths, Xandar looked deep into Lucianne’s eyes and uttered,” Thank you.”

Lucianne looked at him in confusion. He then explained, “For giving us a chance. For giving me a chance. To love you.”

Lucianne felt her heart melt, and she was too lost for words that she could only offer him a shy smile. He pecked a kiss on her nose and forehead before guiding her head to lean against his chest where he held her.