Romans & histoires 5-time Rejected Gamma And The Lycan King Free

one of them asked. “Because he doesn't deserve to be called an alpha, he doesn't deserve the position, he has hurt way too many people, everyone hates his reign but no one is scared to speak the truth,” I said. I made them see reasons why they should stop being his allies and come support me. I promised them I was going to do everything right and stop the brutal reign of Hunter. “You do not know what will happen if you don't succeed” “I know, and I am ready, but I also know that with all of your help, we can conquer him together”, I reply.

"I shouldn't have rejected you, I shouldn't have failed the Moon Goddess' arrangement. You are my mate, the only mate the moon goddess has granted. I can feel the mate bond between us. " "Please forgive my previous offense, and please take back the punishment for the rosebud pack. I am willing to apologize to you in front of all the werewolves. I want to marry you and become your wife." The Lycan King's expression was complicated. He seemed briefly touched, but when he glanced at My wrist and thought of the servant reporting to him that I had slit my wrists to show my determination to be with Daniel, his expression returned to indifference once again. "It's ridiculous. Someone rejected me at

"Then what did you do?" "Wandered, mostly, for longer than I'd like to admit." A small, tired smile. "Followed rumors instead. There aren't many stories that spread faster than the Lycan King personally escorting a rejected exile out of Mooncrest territory himself. Once I heard the description — silver-black hair, golden eyes, a fresh rejection mark — I knew it had to be you. I just had to convince the border guards to actually let me in and prove I wasn't a threat." "You came all this way. Alone."

One of the men asked. "The Lycan Princess said that she wants to have the rulership of this kingdom, that leaves us with only one option," I declared. "So you would give up your position as the Alpha for Audrey?" Jake protested. "I see no other way out," I mumbled. "But isn't that girl the daughter of the former Beta?" One of the elders asked. "She was only taken in as a foster child," someone else corrected. "Even if she was merely adopted, how could she be so cruel to her old home just because she became the princess of the Lycan kingdom?"

She knew who he was before he even spoke. It was Kael Draven. The Lycan King. The most feared ruler of their kind. “Zara Grey,” he said, his voice deep and smooth as a blade sliding from its sheath. “You are mine.”

His eyes followed the movement of my hand as I went for the fish crackers, he was observing me closely, "They do. But the colors depend on their ranks. Alpha's eyes glow bright yellow, beta's glow blue, gamma's glow purple, other pack members have green glowing eyes, whereas omegas have a dull gray glow." I locked the information in my mind and tilted my head to the side, "But yours...they glow golden." He straightened and said proudly, "That's because I am the Lycan King. Only my eyes glow golden." I rolled my eyes at his self-esteem, "Okay, Mr. Lycan King. You must be so proud of the rank." He gave me a side eye, "Do you think it's easy being a Lycan King?" I widened my eyes in feigned sho

He retorted once again, but I stood transfixed to a spot with my mouth hung wide agape. “Leave? That's all you intend to say? How shameless can you really be? You irritate me down to the core erebus.” I retorted, clenching my fists. I could feel my blood boiling at an insane range; it was killing me way too much to listen to whatever crappy words the bastard had said, but I had not expected him to yell at me for any reason. “Yes. Leave. Stop acting like we are lovers. I married you only because I need an excuse; you don't get to pass out orders for me, and it seems you have forgotten your place in this pack. I am the Lycan King , and you tried to steal from me!”

-HER- I couldn't get the encounter out of my head. I made my way home through the pitch-black, icy forest with my thumping heart and my worried snow leopard, Dal. Though I was most perplexed by the Lycan King's unexpected and odd hourly arrival in Zeifa. He must have been called here for a very important reason. I tried my best to block out his thoughts. I didn't want to be paired with the vicious monster that he was. He was a lycan, the King of Lycans, not even a werewolf. They had a reputation for being brutal and cold.

I smiled, staring into Elsa's eyes as I cleaned her tears stained cheeks with my thumb. I kept my gaze on her for a few seconds before removing my hands from her face and placing it behind me. "Alpha Ryder is no ordinary alpha," I continued. "As you know, he is the Lycan King, the youngest ever known. Now he taking Aria, the mate that I rejected, would create the image to others that Aria worth more than she is. And people would see my rejection as nothing more than a reckless decision--" "And that would only create an image of incompetence to every other pack," Elsa muttered as she completed my statement. She had finally caught on to what I was saying.

She’s too loyal for that. Alpha Jameson’s expression contorts into an ugly mask of outrage. “You bitch!” he says, tone hollow with rage. “You weak, pathetic, ungrateful bitch! No she-wolf has ever refused any offer from me before. Who do you think you are, you worthless–” Gamma Everly draws in a deep breath as though bracing herself for something painful. “I, Gamma Everly Wright, sworn protector of the Lycan Royal Family, reject you–”