The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King

Chapter 75

Chapter 75

When Lucianne was done dressing up, she came out of her spot and took her time to walk back to the largest acacia tree, captivated by the number of freesias between her feet and in front of her. She leaned against the largest tree trunk and was rooted to the ground even when Xandar’s tall figure approached her from behind.

One of his hands reached for her abdomen and the other for her arm. He took in her scent from her neck before he whispered into her ear, “I come here when I need to get away for a while. From everything.”

She turned her head and her eyes met his as she asked, “Since when?”

He smiled at the memory, “Since forever. Whenever I need a break from what I am, what I have to do and who I have to be, I come here for some quiet time… and to just be by myself. Away from all pressure and expectations. I did come here more often after my parents and I stopped seeing eye to eye. There’s something about this place that just makes it welcoming.. and soothing.”

“I feel it too.” She took a breath of air filled with the scent of the freesias before she asked, “ Does Christian come here with you sometimes?”

Xandar shook his head and rested his chin on her shoulder before looking up into her eyes, “H e doesn’t know about this place. I never told him or anyone else. It’s my escape from everything and everyone so I keep it a secret.”

Lucianne felt a tug in her heart, a tug towards him. He brought her to a place where no one else in his life knew about. She was so touched and surprised that she didn’t know what to

say.

to sit there as he looked up at her in hopefulness and anticipation. Lucianne returned his smile as she sat sideways on his lap. Xandar held her close to his chest and pecked a kiss on her temple

Xandar said, “I don’t believe that it’s a coincidence, you know?” She looked at him in confusion so he continued to explain as his beguiling eyes fix on her black orbs. “What are the odds that the place I seek

favorite flower because of the colors and scents but she didn’t connect the field before her

the odds that all these freesia are surrounded

insecurity swam in his eyes, making him hold her closer a she asked, “What do you

but I do know someone who

tone,

said, “It’s you, Xandar. You smell like

in her scent again. He never noticed

these freesias can let these acacias surround them and protect them, you can

his warm, hard chest, “I’m not a flower in

her hair before declaring, “That’s right. You’re my flower.” She looked up a

and her thumb caressed it as she whispered, “Thank

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