The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King novel Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Lucianne took a step forward and look dead in Whitlaw’s eye as she said, “I know why a minister should exist. But I cannot fathom why you and Alfred Cummings exist, Minister Whitlaw. You both don’t even know the packs which need help in rogue attacks. You both couldn’t even tell me why we had to pay a ‘to-be-confirmed’ amount for Lycan warriors to help in a rogue attack. And, I distinctly remember that it was you Pierre Whitlaw, who told me to give up being a Gamma because I was asking too many questions.”

Pierre’s face was turning white but Lucianne didn’t waver. “You want to talk about procedure? It was your procedures that made packs resort to borrowing funds from each other to support their pack members. It is because of procedures that relief applications almost never reach the final stage for monies to be disbursed. And you want to speak about permission?” Lucianne scoffed, “I didn’t see you complaining about a lack of permission when we fought off the rogues in the Jewel Pack, or any of the battles we fought before that. Why are you complaining about a lack of permission to resolve a sparring dispute? Is your job scope only here, on this training ground?”

He opened his mouth but nothing came out. He was already shaking. Lucianne’s face burned into his eyes as she said, (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)“Be grateful that we are doing your job while you hold your position, Whitlaw. Otherwise, give up being a Minister because you’ve been answering too few questions.” 4

‘I-I apologize, my Queen. Excuse me.” Whitlaw said and scurried away and Alfred followed suit.

Lucianne finally took in the scene around her. Everyone had stopped fighting to watch the incident. They were all looking at her. Some smiled while others resisted laughing at the retreating ministers. Lucianne took a breath to calm down. She then clapped her hands once before yelling out, “Alright, everyone. Show‘s over. Get back to training.”

She expected only retreating figures and turned-away heads after she said that. To her surprise, there were slight bows and muffled voices uttering, “Yes, my Queen.” And everyone returned to their respective mats to continue training.

Xandar was looking at her in pure awe and admiration. “You’re just…amazing.”

She smirked. “Flattery is not going to get you out of training, dearest. Go on now, my King.”

He pecked a kiss on her lips before he said in a husky voice, “I want to talk to you later about what you just told Whitlaw. But for now, I must obey my Queen’s command.” He pecked another kiss on her forehead before joining his cousin.

Christian didn’t even wait to get back on their mat before he mind-linked,(This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) ‘Xandar, what was the Queen talking about? What ‘to-be-confirmed’ amount for Lycan warriors? And wasn’t close to 80% of the relief applications approved last year?‘

‘I am as shocked as you are to hear what she said. We need to talk to her about this at lunch. For once, we’ll not take any pack members. It’s time we spoke to Lucy. She may know more than we do about what’s really going on within our own ministries.’

‘Cuz…I’m very embarrassed to not know this.’

‘Yeah, me too. I feel like I’ve let them down somehow, the wolves that is.’

Well, it’s definitely worse for you. I’m only second to you, after all.’ 1

‘I am so going to kick your ass for that!

‘Bring it on, cuz!

At lunch, Lucianne was speaking to Sir Weaver and Lord Yarrington, both of whom she and Toby had given pointers to at training earlier. They were interested in hearing about how werewolves were faring in environmental issues and education.

Lucianne happily introduced Sir Weaver to pack members who had been having a water supply shortage for years. Weaver, although a Lycan, had a less daunting presence than Xandar. He was welcoming and attentive, allowing the werewolves to speak freely as they raised their concerns. So Lucianne only had to stay with them for the first few minutes.

‘So, Lucy.” Xandar began.

“Mm. Yes?” She asked after swallowing the water in her mouth.

Xandar asked, “When you told Whitlaw about a ‘to-be-confirmed amount for Lycan warriors’, w-what did you mean?”

She looked at the two cousins who were both looking very serious as they waited for her answer. She then casually explained, “What do you mean what do I mean? It’s exactly that. I didn’t know why the amount packs had to pay for Lycan warriors to help in rogue attacks were a to-be-quantified amount. I still don’t know, to be honest. Among ourselves, we werewolves just decided to rely on our own warriors and allies who do it for free. I asked Whitlaw about it after Cummings shooed me away. Whitlaw told me that the ministry had full discretion to quantify the charges. I asked what the factors in the calculation were. Was it the number of hours of the attack, or the number of hours they were in the pack itself, (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)or whether there would be different rates depending on the level of skill of the Lycans they were sending, um…he just said I was a typical woman who overthought everything and shooed me off after that too. Juan was there. He almost lost his temper so I had to pull him away.”

Lucianne chuckled at the last part but the cousins looked at each other uneasily before Christian prompted, “My Queen, you also mentioned most of the relief applications never make it to the stage of fund disbursement?”

After taking another sip from her cup and swallowing it hastily, she said, “Oh, that. Well…” she chuckled again but she looked at the confused cousins and she was thinking about her next best move, “Give me a minute. I need to make this as cordial as possible.”

“No, Lucy. Don’t water down anything. We don’t care how badly it hurts.” Xandar insisted.

“Are you sure?” Lucianne asked with uncertainty. Xandar looked at her encouragingly, and Christian offered a small smile and uttered, “Go on, my Queen, please.” Lucianne then said, “This is going to hurt pretty badly.”