The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King

Chapter 76

Chapter 76

Xandar broke their kiss and looked teasingly into his mate’s eyes as he noted in a husky voice, “You’re wet, my love.”

Lucianne blushed and bit her lower lip before retorting meekly, “Can you blame me, my King?”

“Hmm. Wouldn’t be fair if I did that, my Queen. I was already hard long before you got wet.”

“Yeah, I know.” She teased him back. “At least I was decent enough to not mention it. You probably instigated your own arousal with your tendency to conjure up inappropriate thoughts, darling.”

“Oh, so I’m the indecent beast now, my dear?”

“No,” she pecked him on his lips before declaring softly, “You’re MY indecent beast.”

Tears of joy filled Xandar’s eyes at her finally accepting him as hers. He pecked a kiss on her forehead before promising, “Always and forever, my little freesia. Always and forever.”

Xandar removed his hand from under her skirt and pulled it back down to cover her thighs. H e then held her in his chest and they enjoyed the silence and the freesia scent in each other’s company. Xandar still pecked kisses on her hair from time to time because his animal kept demanding that his human part showered her with affection, not that his human part didn’t enjoy doing it.

getting caught. The field was s o vast that his own Lycan vision wasn’t enough to see what was going on at the far edge. He sat there for hours until he saw

on his feet, and he quickly retraced his steps, hastily spraying a scent removing chemical to mask his scent. Not his best work

realized he forgot one detail of covering his tracks. He slapped his forehead in despair and only hoped that the scent-removing spray was enough to not raise any suspicions. The wolf wouldn’t be able to smell it,

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She sniffed the grass beneath her feet and found a scent that didn’t

as soon as he placed

smell that? A

until Lucianne linked, ‘No, Xandar. There’s nothing in the air. Try the ground. Whatever it was, it seemed to have been down here

them behind one of the trees in the forest. It was just a pile of dried

was clear that it tried to run on as little ground as possible, landing on the protruding roots and dried leaves. But why didn’t he cover his tracks on the soil if he didn’t want to

then linked, ‘It doesn’t smell like a rogue, and it couldn’t be them either.

His animal’s hand reached for his mate’s white wolf protectively as he linked, ‘Whoever it was,

to admit, this

the mood to assess the situation. He needed Lucianne to be safe. ‘Come now, Lucy. We should head back. Let me carry

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