The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King

Chapter 201 Two Hundred and One

Greg surveyed the mansion on his first day when the head servant gave him a tour to make sure he knew his way around. In secret, he took mental notes on the locations he could use to place the hidden recording devices that he hid in his slightly oversized shoes when he left his apartment.

So, thanks to the device near the fireplace, the Duke heard the whole conversation between the mother and daughter. His animal growled at the mention of demolishing Blue Crescent as the Kylton’s ‘contingency plan’, and Greg thanked Goddess that he was alone in his dark room pretending to be asleep when he eavesdropped. But he had a good laugh with his animal when Kelissa said that she wasn’t stupid. She couldn’t even keep him under her reins. Her chauffeur didn’t even check his shoes for the recording devices he brought with him.

There wasn’t even a single camera or recording device in the guest room they gave him. Not one. He checked. Six times.

He still checked for them if he had been away from his room. If Kelissa Kylton wasn’t stupid, then she had to be as dim as a fused lightbulb covered in a thick layer of dust that repelled anyone allergic to her foolishness.

And then there was what Kelissa said about what he and his cousins see in Lucianne... seriously? She needed an explanation for that? The way they smiled itself were at opposite ends of the spectrum...if Kelissa were even worthy to share the same spectrum as Lucianne at all!

Lucianne radiated a contagious warmth, raw beauty, inspirational intellect, killer sarcasm and noble ferocity. The heiress, on the other hand...Oh, Goddess, where should Greg even begin? Kelissa exuded only a_ shuddering presence, and the makeup she wore in no way covered up the sinister, conceited and selfish persona many people knew her by.

reputation had always gotten her through without being laughed at or stepped on for her lack of common sense and understanding of simple

Kylton became Queen, Goddess

and the rest of his underground people were doing fine without him. After that, he fell into a deep

HH

always the seat next to Livia that was empty. He tried to come down a

sit beside that perfume-pungent b*tch who sent the Kyltons to hurt Lucianne. But they both knew that they had to put up with the nonsense for a little while longer. Greg was envious of his own animal when it could growl and groan in annoyance to its satisfaction in his head but the

him to open up and speak to her. ‘Just kill me’, Greg thought every time he’d have to respond to her empty questions to hold a dull conversation. He wondered why she didn’t just continue  playing hard to get to make his life easier. He only tolerated her because one of the terms he agreed privately with Kelissa Kylton was that he must make Livia think she had a chance with him. But the heiress affirmed that his ultimate prize was Lucianne.

the red push-up bra underneath too obvious to miss. Livia felt Greg’s eyes on her when she reached for the butter, and her animal was squealing in delight while her human was trying her best to not make eye contact with the sexy bad boy just

nothing more than to hold her by her neck, fracture it, throw her against the glass cabinets before breaking her bones slowly, one

with his animal to calm himself. He would go so far as to recall her smile, her laugh and those little moments when she was appearance-