The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King

Chapter 121

Clement and Tate both stood protectively in front of Lucianne, and Phelton appeared next to them, ready t o defend his Queen. Jake ignored all three of them, and glowered at Lucianne as he said, “I told you I would’ve given you everything, Lucy. Even if it meant ending my own sister’s life.”

Jake just stood there like he was waiting for something. Lucianne’s grip on the knife tightened as she wondered what Jake was playing at. But when she smelled more silver, she left her spot to defend the wolves near the area. Clement charged towards his brother without hesitation, which was when Jake yelled out, “You’re not going to like what our client has in mind for you, Lucy! I would’ve refused their request if you had chosen me!”

Clement and Tate instantly shifted into their animals from being angered at Jake’s audacity. As they were about to pounce, two rogue Lycans reached Jake right on time to knock the two Alphas away like they were just puny insects. Phelton started taking on both of them at once as he linked his fellow warriors for help

Lucianne helped the wolves, and was internally relieved that the Lycan warriors had formed a barricade, shielding the wolves from silver. The rogues were clearly losing as their numbers dwindled with every anguished howl.

Lucianne was still thinking about what Jake said. About her not liking what his client had in mind for her. What was it? The silver was already out in the open so what could possibly be worse than silver for a wolf?

It was as if she had asked herself the wrong question. As the Lycan warriors battled with the rogue Lycans with silver blades, Lucianne caught the stench smell of…Oleander. It wasn’t as strong as the silver was, and if her senses are correct, there was only one rogue with it. She linked her mate, ‘Xandar! Tell the warriors to be careful! I smell Oleander!’

‘Sh*t! Don’t do anything rash, Lucy!’ Xandar linked in response before warning the warriors. What the King really meant to tell his Queen was ‘Don’t you dare shield anyone from Oleander, Lucy!’, not that Lucianne would listen, especially now that she knew she could heal from the Lycan-killing poison.

As she instructed the defenders of Forest Gloom to retreat from the Lycans shielding them from silver, Lucianne herself ran in the Lycan warriors direction because that was where the scent of Oleander was leading her to. Xandar was charging towards Jake but the former Alpha dashed towards a very far end of the battlefield before crossing over the river like it was second nature to him, and disappeared into the thick forest.

bad feeling about what she was going to do when Oleander was present.

out of nowhere, ten rogue Lycans without Oleander charged at the Lycan warriors. Some of the warriors were taken by surprise, some weren’t. It was clear from the way the rogues looked at Lucianne that their Queen was the target, so the warriors fought ferociously to

shot in her direction, stabbing her arm as she groaned in pain, making Xandar growl in rage. Lucianne fell on her butt as Clement and Tate

as their King was when their Queen got hurt on their watch. Lucianne took out the

the last Oleander blade, this one is less painful. I’m fine. I just can’t get up

them, he linked her again, ‘Just let them guard you, sweetheart. You’ve done enough fighting for today,

rogues with their King helping them. Just when the neck of the last rogue snapped, an arrow was fired from

the arrow coming. As Lucianne took out the arrow and let her foot heal while she gritted her teeth

mate-bond while he shifted back. When Lucianne was healing, Xandar glared at the Alphas and said, “You two

one saw the arrow coming! It’s not their

slower if they went on arguing, Xandar and his animal chose to remain silent. The most important thing was that Lucianne was well and fine. Lucianne tried to disregard the fact that Xandar was using her body to cover his large manhood which she felt right below her buttocks, and turned her attention to the arrow

was then she smelled something other than her blood. Curious, she lifted the arrow tip to her nose and took

watching his mate taking three whiffs, Xandar gave up being patient

held the arrow in front of him as she asked, “Apart from my blood, do you smell something

whiff, and then a

faint morning dew and