The Unwanted Queen, Rejected by The King Alpha Lycan のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

*ALPHA SAM*A man who was probably sent by the Lycan came into this house looking for me, "Good morning, are you Alpha Samuel?" He asked, focusing on looking into my eyes and then lowering his head, not daring to look at me again. "Yeah, what's wrong with me?" "Alpha Carlos wants to meet you in the car, can you meet him?" he said in a low and sudden tone Lilian answered from the kitchen and walked over to me, "Why won't he come in here, I won't interfere with his conversation or I'll be the one to leave—" "No need, let me go out," I said, it would be rude to send the owner of the house out to tell the arrogant Lycan to come in and talk about things that weren't important to me. Now it was clear that there were intruders around the King who wanted to destroy him too. I'm surprised, cousin wants to take over, then where has he been all this time? Why not seize it when there is a big war? I know Lilian wants me to be properly respected by everyone, but we cannot force someone's char

*ESME*Every nerve in my body wanted him to fill me. My legs trembled feeling the waves of pleasure he created with his finger gently rubbing mine. Pushing in again and again until I was moaning limply in his arms from behind. One of my hands was on the wall and the other was around his neck to balance my body so I wouldn't fall. He kissed my cheek, then down my neck, my shoulder, "I love, you darling, I don't want to lose you. I hate that someone else will have you. I hate that he touched you, I want to kill him, I want you back. I will win you." He whispered in my ear like a calming cool breeze. I haven't felt the tenderness of love from him for a long time. My feelings of hate and love warred within me. Where my sanity was tested to stick to my decision to finish with him. The image of him throwing me flashed again. Is it appropriate for me to let him touch me only once and after that not again? Sam wouldn't know, he wouldn't be here. But, if Tharique is serious about having ano

*ALPHA SAM*I went to town to meet someone who knew where the Lycan King had taken my lover. It was already late, and she didn't come back, and I had to be able to meet her. What were they doing? I didn't want my lover to be touched by him again, she was mine! Even though I didn't fully own her, she had been with me for months. I didn't want to share the pleasure with other men!"Excuse me, Alpha Sam, may I ask what makes you like Esme? I am one of her close friends here, we used to fight."I turned to her, she was a Gamma Werewolf woman. She was willing to take me to town and accompany me to face the King's family members who she said talked too much. I was confused about how to answer her question. My life had never been this flat. No one had ever asked me about what I felt and no one knew how I felt. Suddenly I had to answer other people's questions about what I felt. Should I share what I felt? It sounded so disgusting and weak. I cleared my throat and said, "She's unique, "This

*Esme* We don't just play around the house because it turns out there is a beach nearby. White sandy beach. The water was bright blue like Tharique and Luke's eyes. They make castles out of sand together. Occasionally, it moved when the sea water hit, and the palace was destroyed again. "Uh, we have to go further, Dad," His little mouth protests and frowns; when he sees me, he smiles. "Wait, Mom, we will make a palace for Mom." "Smart kid," I said and his father glanced at me. "I need praise too." "No, you're a bad daddy," I said, and Luke laughed. He was mocking his father, who was scowling. They both compete for more of my attention. I lay on the sand, watching them busy building and showing off their best. From a distance, I saw Tharique's assistant bringing baking equipment and food ingredients in boxes. I stood up and prepared to greet them. Tharique raised his head to look. Our gazes met and I snickered. "Done! Luke, loses, and Dad wins." "Cheating—" The two of them

*ALPHA SAMUEL* All day I waited quietly, trying not to be provoked by negative thoughts about what they were doing. Sitting alone on the edge of the waterfall waiting for the sun to set, maybe she's gone home. A Gamma Werewolf, a close friend of hers, came up to me. "Alpha Sam, don't be too serious. Esme doesn't like people who are too serious," She said kindly. I glanced at her, and she smiled. She thought I could be joked with like that. "And I don't like talkative people like you," I said and she sighed. "I just wanted to share a story with you." "I don't like to share any stories unless you tell me where that man took my lover; why hasn't she come home until now," I said, watching her relaxed face, not afraid of being this close to me. "Sorry, that's beyond me," She said, and I stood up; I don't like having company when I'm in a bad mood. Preventing the harsh actions I would take on her if she continued talking about nonsense. Sometimes my hands work according to the feel