The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137

“You’re still plugged in to the rumours in the Kingdom, Lance?” Greg asked with furrowed brows.

Lance’s fingers stroked the sun tattoo on his arm, something he did when he was nervous as he responded, “I am, your Grace. In a family of drug mules, it’s rather impossible not to be. We have to stay on top of things to avoid getting caught.”

“What’s the latest news on the Queen?” Greg’s finger circled the rim of his empty glass as he waited for Lance’s answer

Uh the last we heard, she was questioned by journalists and reporters about her presence at the royal family’s doctor.”

Greg gritted his teeth. Doctor. That meant the arrow injury that Livia mentioned was more harmful thanh e thought. He swallowed a lump in his throat before prompting, “And?”

“And, well, she didn’t seem happy about it. The King defended her, and…” the loud slam of Greg’s glass on the table stopped Lance.

Greg glowered impatiently as he said, “What I meant, you idiot, is why was the Queen at the doctor’s.”

“Oh, of course. My apologies, your Grace. Uh…there was word that she may no longer be capable of bearing children.”

Greg’s eyebrows furrowed in disbelief as he asked, “It’s confirmed?”

“It’s a rumour, your Grace. I’ll be happy to verify it if…”

“How long do you need?”

“Only two minutes. I can do it here if…”

“Do it.”

Lance got out his phone from his side pocket and began typing furiously. He tried to hide the beads of sweat forming on his forehead with Greg’s fingers tapping on the table in agitation. The wait was an ordeal for the Duke, and it was torment for poor Lance.

Three seconds before his two minutes were up, Lance got what he asked for. He smiled in relief as he pushed his phone to the Duke and explained, “My brother managed to get the records from the Queen’s visit the other day, your Grace.”

Greg took it immediately and started reading the document. When his eyes fell on the cause of Lucianne’s hormonal imbalance, his breathing got heavy when the words ‘unknown substance’ entered his eyes. In the ‘further comments’ section, the doctor listed the chemical composition of the unknown substance.

To Greg’s dismay, he recognized the poison as the same one he gave to the Duchess almost two decades ago. He recalled the night in the bar where he boasted about his handiwork in poisoning the Duchess to Sasha. The minister’s daughter was definitely one of the player’s in Livia’s game.

Out of nowhere, Greg muttered to himself, “Me and my big mouth.” Chances are, this was Sasha’s pitch to the team. Seeing how effective it was on the Duchess, it was a given that they would now use it on Lucianne. This was his fault. He flaunted his success to the dumb blonde, and now he was paying the price when the person he thought he was secretly protecting succumbed to the same poison.

He pressed the corners of his eyes to control the tears forming from the guilt and anger at himself. But when he recalled Livia’s threat, he immediately pulled himself out of his sorrow. The infertility poison was just the beginning. There were definitely worse things up their sleeves to hurt Lucianne, and being privy to this knowledge, he was not going to sit around to see it unfold.

Greg gently tapped the lower corner of Lance’s phone against the table as he pondered on his next course o faction. He had to join Livia and whoever the h*11 she was working with, that went without question. He had to know who he was up against. But no one had to tell him that his loyalty amongst them would be questioned. Seducing Livia too soon would just be giving himself away. It was better to act like he was slowly falling for her as they kept him hostage.