5-time Rejected Gamma And The Lycan King Free Novels & Stories

Lizette’s P.O.V. “A mistake?” My heart forgot to beat for a moment as my mate chewed his words hatefully, sending shivers down my spine. Alpha spoke out of the blue, “I, Brandon Cameron, Alpha of the Silver Claw Pack, reject you, Gamma Lizette Bancroft, as my mate and the future Luna of the pack.” A volcano of hatred rumbled as its molten lava burned my soul, throbbing my heart with the pain of a thousand arrows piercing it. This rejection was like being struck by lightning on a clear, sunny day, crumbling down my world around me.

Who had unlocked a door and stepped back to let me walk through it alone because she understood that some things needed to be done alone. "I know," I said. "Thank you." She nodded and stood and left as quietly as she had arrived. I sat with my breakfast and thought about Voss in the outer kitchen and what she had heard and how long it would take to reach wherever it was going. Dara had estimated two days. Maybe three. Which meant that within the week Aldric would have his confirmation. The heir was present but struggling. The bloodline was unreliable. The kingdom was privately worried. Come now. Come soon. Come before she becomes what she is supposed to be.

I understood the information my Lycan beast was trying to pass but before I could act, Byron announced, “Gammas Of Royal Hills, Capture Kovan, the dethroned King.” What? Byron looked me in the eyes, “For a new king to be installed, the previous one must be six feet below the ground of the Royal Lycan Tomb, Right, Healers?” None of the healers could respond. None except Lulu who blurted, “You are planning to Kill the King so you can be installed as King?”

he asked when she didn't respond. "Lycan King, I have just turned eighteen and I am sure that I will find my mate and I believe in Moon Goddess. She must have chosen the best for me" She replied politely, declining his offer. Lycan King's palm balled up in a rage, as he didn't expect her to reject him without even trying. He is the type of man who does not pay attention to any girl; in fact, girls drool over him and are willing to do anything for him, but this girl has rejected him even though she is aware that none other than Lycan King is interested in her.

“A five-time rejected Gamma from a little wolf pack is bonded to the Lycan King. This clearly is the joke of the century, or millennia. I mean, look at you! You’re not even a Lycan! I look more like a Queen than you do! You just look like a dying rogue picked from the streets and given some new clothes. You don’t even know how to dress and put on make-up like a real female, let alone a Queen. How is it that you think that you are qualified to take on that position anyway?” Lucianne started laughing hysterically, and many were turning in her direction. Xandar heard everything from a distance, his hearing being the sharpest because he was the King of both species. He dashed to Lucianne’s side,

Also another betrayer to be rid of. The woman, Stacy, I think was her name, looked genuinely hurt. If only she knew what she did, or rather didn't do, in my previous life. "Lady Vivian... this man, he is one of the Lycan princes. If we get rid of him, we will be getting rid of one of the major pillars of the Lycan pack," she explained it slowly to me as if I was confused. But I wasn't, I was seeing more clearly than I ever have.

Exhaling, I placed my back against the cold wall, practicing breathing exercises to calm my raging nerves. What in heaven's name is the moon goddess up to? She gave me two mates who rejected me without having a second thought only to hand me over to the third one who had refused to reject me. From what I heard, he is the Lycan King. Why will the Lycan King accept an Omega when what he needs is a female Alpha to rule by his side. Wait! Pushing my hand forward with my head tilted to the side, I tried to speak but I couldn't piece together the puzzle in my head.

The air crackled with his power, heavy and oppressive, pressing down on my shoulders like an invisible weight. “I don’t need your advice, Bella,” he spat, his voice dripping with contempt. “You are not my equal. You are not my Luna. You are merely useful—for now. Your wolf soothes the beast when it suits me, but do not mistake that usefulness for power. Do not mistake my tolerance for weakness. I am the Lycan King. I do not apologize. I do not bow. And I certainly do not take orders from a prisoner who only survives because she still has some value to me.”

The guardians themselves stilled, their molten eyes fixed on this singular figure, as though even they recognized his power. “Erebus!” Rafael’s voice rang out, hard as steel. “You dare set foot on Lycan soil?” The shadow king tilted his head, almost amused. His voice, when it came, was deep and resonant, echoing as if carried on the wind from every direction at once. “Lycan soil?” He let the words linger, tasting them. “This soil belonged to the Elders long before you claimed dominion. I am here to take back what was stolen.”

Unless… she held feelings for one of his sons, perhaps? King Daemon introduced the assembled guests, including the impressive group of young adults who carried themselves with quiet confidence and power. One of the tall young men was announced as Prince Cedric, the next Lycan King. Next to him was my sons' mate, introduced as Lucienne, the future Royal Gamma. I was surprised she was only introduced as Gamma since she was undeniably related to the King, Queen, and Crown Prince.