5-time Rejected Gamma And The Lycan King Free นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"As for your lover, I will hunt him down and tear him limb from limb!" The cold, sharp claws pierced the skin of my neck. Even the warm blood dripping down couldn't thaw the ice in my heart. Suddenly, heavy, powerful footsteps echoed from the hallway. "How bold! Gamma Rowan, I am the terrible rogue lover you speak of. Are you going to tear me limb from limb?" The Lycan King stepped through the doorway. Seeing Rowan's claws at my throat, the King let out a dark, furious laugh. His voice boomed with pure Alpha command.

"Who?" "My fated mate," she answered. "That's great then. Who was he?" "He's not a good guy. He's that insane king," "There are many mad kings out there. Which one in particular are you referring to?" the king asked with furrowed eyebrows. "Kyle Norman, the Lycan King," Xylia responded with a tinge of sadness in her voice, "I rejected him. But it failed because he didn't accept the rejection and he's stronger than me. So, that's why I suffered a backlash,"

As the darkness of his gaze swallowed me whole, I realized that the girl who was rejected by the pack was about to become the woman who rules them all. Liam didn't just throw away a mutt; he threw away a queen. The Lycan King’s grip tightened, his eyes flashing with a possessive hunger that told me he was never letting go. "Mine," he whispered. And for the first time in twenty-one years, I believed it.

I laughed, "What King?" On hearing my voice her eyes raised to mine. "The Lycan king of course." She replied. "I didn't realise that there were two Lycan Kings. Beta Cenat." I smiled. "In case you don't know, this is the supreme ruler of the entire Lycanthropy, Lycan King Adrian Grey." Cenat said. Her eyes went white in fear, "Forgive me your highness." I grabbed her by the shirt, "I don't mind torturing girls, I can take your life now and no one would question me."

Kaedrin called calmly, and I involuntarily looked up, meeting his eyes. “I do not accept your rejection,” he said coldly. A shiver ran down my spine. My wolf felt contented, knowing our mate was not as crazy as I was doing things without thinking. “I reject your rejection, Nysera,” Vaeric said as well, frowning. I grimaced. A part of me was pissed they weren’t rejecting me. Another part was somewhat happy that they weren’t willing to let me go. My emotions were jumbled. I guess this was what I got for being mated to the infamous Lycan Kings.

I growled to the empty room, slamming my fist onto the table. My wolf paced restlessly behind my ribs, his claws digging into my soul. He didn't care about politics. He didn't care about my reputation. He wanted her. He wanted to claim her, to mark her, and to roar to the world that she belonged to the Lycan Prince. But I couldn't. I was the Alpha of the most powerful pack in the North. I was a Lycan Prince. If I accepted a weak, rejected Omega as my Luna, I would be a laughingstock. The other Alphas would see it as a sign of weakness.

"I understand." They were silent on the way back to Darius' house. Then Seraphina thought of something that made her ask Darius again. "Excuse me, if I may ask, are you a Lycan like Valerian?" Seraphina looked at Darius sideways. "Yes, I am also the Lycan King and Valerian is my rival." ***

No one knew of her, and everything on the night of her arrival had been kept under wraps, but I made sure to know who they were. Fredrick was desperate; his nails dug holes into his skin. He wanted to know who would have made her mother suffer so much. “Who were they? Who sent them?” he asked impatiently. Alpha Camfrey sighed, taking a shot of his vodka. “They were the men of the Lycan King.” Frederick felt everything within break. “The supreme leader of the realm?” he asked, his hands trembling at every word. “Yes... The one with no legitimate heir, the one who has crushed every rebellion and has taken the realm to greater heights, the one known for his ruthlessness and antagonizing methods

I shifted back a little, trying to piece together what was going on. "You slapped the Lycan king?" Alpha Jackson asked. He looked somewhat disappointed in me. "Why don't you ask him what he did?" I fired, facing the man. I didn't know he was the Lycan king but that didn't make what he did right. "What did I do?" He asked daringly. I looked unbelievably at him as he tried to deny my claims. His eyes turned golden yellow, as though daring me to speak up. His aura sent chills down my spine and for some time, I lost my voice. He seemed so dangerous. I felt if he looked at me for another minute, I would drop dead.

she says to the maid, nodding toward the floor. The girl rushes over with a rag and a pan, already trembling. Not fast enough for my taste. I kick one of the larger shards out of the way with a sneer. “And let me guess — if I want Gamma back, I have to play nice with the fucking Lycan King?” My Beta hesitates, then nods. “They said negotiations must be done in person. You have to...meet the Lycan King.” Of course. That arrogant bastard wants me to crawl to him and to see me sweat.