Romans & histoires The 5-time Rejected Gamma & The Lycan King Wattpad

“This isn’t possible. You can’t be—no! This can’t be happening!” I tilted my head, my expression icy. “You didn’t know?” My voice dripped with derision, each word cutting through her panic. “You couldn’t work it out that the ‘Gamma’ you wanted to kidnap was also a member of the Royal Lycan family? Commonsense would dictate that I must also be a Lycan. Or were you just that stupid?”

Aeons ago. He is attractive, sweet and charming but Tatum was all of those things and more and then, he is the Lycan king, the rumours about him are deadly and scary, he says they’re not true but she somehow finds that hard to believe, an entire kingdom cannot be lying about their leader. Her heart sinks deep into her gut and she groans in frustration, palming her face as realisation hits her. Sooner than later, she is going to put herself and her wolf through this exact pain for the second time when she rejects Antonio.

“I, Esme Meadows, reject you as my mate!” At her heated words of rejection, a tense silence enveloped the whole yard. No one, not even the wind made a single noise. Esme tensed, expecting the pain of the rejection to swamp her body but nothing came. Then the king laughed. A soft mocking laugh. “You really don’t know anything, do you?” He said mirthlessly as he knelt before her. “The rejection will never work.” “Why?!” “Because, my dear Esme, lycans mate for life. And even if they didn’t, I wouldn’t accept your rejection anyways.”

His eyes darkened. “Mine.” I do not know why I looked, perhaps it was wolf, leading me to see. But In that moment I turned, and there he was; Ryken, the Lycan king, -Staring at me like death itself.

And somewhere deep inside my blood. Something ancient opened its eyes. Blackness swallowed me. But the last thing I heard, before I hit the ground, was not my wolf crying. It was another voice. Low. Powerful. Not Kael’s. Not from this pack. “You dare reject what belongs to me?” As Aurelia lies unconscious beneath the full moon, her rejected bond bleeds silver across the ground and miles away, a Lycan King rises from his throne.

He studied me for another long moment, then looked at Rowan beside me, something calculating entering his gaze. "The Lycan King," he said. "You have built quite a partnership here, heir and king combined, bloodline power doubled through your joining." He paused. "I underestimated what that combination might produce, during our first engagement. I will not make that mistake again." "You already have," I said. "Every strategy you have attempted has failed against what we have built together." Something flickered across his expression, controlled anger beneath decades of careful composure. "Enough conversation," he said. "Let us determine, finally, whether preparation and partnership can genuin

Sweat dripped from every part of my body as I collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, my back pressed against the cold door. My eyes darted around until they landed on a candle holder not too far away. I grabbed it and clutched it tightly like a weapon, limping as I tried to gain my footing. Tears poured down my cheeks. I couldn’t believe this could be how it all ends. Callan was right after all. The Lycan king is a beast. Damien... Damien was nothing like a werewolf. His warnings echoed in my mind as more tears streamed freely, soaking my face like rain.

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.

I wanted to scream that I would do anything, endure any torment, if he just wouldn't sever the bond and abandon me to the dark. "And you are going to accept my rejection and completely forget I ever existed," Fredrick continued, his voice cold and hollow, completely detached from the agony he was causing. "We can never be together. I am the Lycan King. I do not need a weak, cursed mate like you." I buried my face in my hands, my body trembling so violently I could barely stand. "Stop your crying. It is fucking irritating," he snapped, his jaw tight. "You are going to leave my pack lands the moment the rejection is finalized, and you will never set foot within my territory again, omega wolf,"