The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King novel Chapter 65

Chapter 65

‘How bad was it?’ Lucianne wondered as she watched Xandar’s handsome face show a visible streak of discomfort at the mention of Aunt Charlotte.

Xandar took a breath before he said, “Whenever I visited, she would sit me down and ask how many girls I’ve slept with in the past week, or how many girls I’ve ever taken out on a date, how many drinks can I handle before I got drunk, who and how many have willingly stripped in front of me. Her face showed that it was fun for her to ask these things but to be on the receiving end of those questions was just…” Xandar shook his head in disapproval, annoyance and dismay before he said,(This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) “I am so glad I don’t have to deal with her anymore. That was the one funeral I attended in pure happiness.”

“Oh wow. That was bad.” Lucianne muttered, and had to shake her head to bring herself out from what she had just heard. Something came to her mind, and she cocked her head to one side as she asked, “Didn’t your parents find such questions inappropriate? Didn’t Uncle Conrad?”

Xandar sighed and responded in disappointment, “No. They kept insisting that Aunt Charlotte was only being friendly and was only teasing. But really, these are too inappropriate and uncivilized to be considered as jokes! Aunt Reida threw a fit when I told her. Granpa Brock tried to ask Uncle Conrad to persuade his mate to stop but that only made things worse. After that, Aunt Charlotte would just ask why I was being so secretive about the things she was asking.” Xandar groaned in frustration and whisper-yelled, “It was not a goddess damn secret! It was a very crazy line of inappropriate questions that one shouldn’t be asking anyone! Especially not one’s own nephew!”

Lucianne shook her head in dismay as she absorbed Xandar’s words, “What a creature.” After a moment, Lucianne asked in curiosity, “What’s Greg’s parents like? Are they still alive or?”

Xandar shook his head, “His mother passed on from a blood disorder. His father died about a decade later in a car accident. Greg was already an independent adult by then so there wasn’t an issue of custody and guardianship, thank Goddess. Otherwise, my father would’ve willingly taken him in and I’d have to live with him and that irritating mouth of his.”

Lucianne nodded in response, “That was a very interesting conversation.”

Xandar scoffed. He then fixed his soft gaze on Lucianne and said, “Now, babe, it’s your turn.”

“What?” Lucianne looked up from her plate in confusion.

Her mate was smirking, “I told you about my family. It’s your turn to tell me about yours.”

Lucianne put a small cube of steak into her mouth as she thought about where she should start, “Well, my parents were killed by hunters when I was six. So I didn’t know them for very long. I’ve never met my paternal grandparents because they died when my father was a teenager. And my maternal grandparents did spoil me when they were alive but they lived in

another pack so I didn’t see them very often.”

She took a sip from her glass before she continued, “From my father’s side, there was Uncle Peter. He was a warrior, and was killed in a rogue attack. From my mother’s side, there’s Aunt Greta and Aunt Portia. Aunt Greta never liked me, said I spoke too much for a girl. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)Aunt Portia always saw something wrong with my body and appearance. She’d tell me to try some skin products to brighten my face, consider plastic surgery to alter my body and a whole list of things like that. I haven’t spoken to both of them in…eight years so I really don’t know whether they’re dead or alive. And I honestly couldn’t care less.”

Xandar swallowed the food that he was holding in his mouth from the shock at the mention o f plastic surgery before he asked, “You didn’t really go through with surgery to change your appearance or body, did you?”

Lucianne scoffed, “Like I would listen to those scatter-brains. Besides, Luna Janice wouldn’t have allowed it.”

Xandar sighed with relief, which made Lucianne tease, “For a second there you thought you fell in love with a fake face on a fake body, didn’t you?” She chuckled before she said, “I was never pretty like some of the she-wolves but I never felt that my face was so disfigured that I needed surgery. It’s a waste of money too, to be honest. Could very well buy more books with that cash.”

Xandar reached for her hand and squeezed it gently as he uttered sincerely, “Lucy, baby.” Their eyes locked as Xandar continued, “You are beautiful. Please, don’t think you’re anything less. You are the most beautiful creature I’ve laid my eyes on, I’m not just saying this because I’m your mate. You have no idea the amount of attention you get from the men in a room with your looks alone, even before they know you’re Queen. If I were to kill everyone who looked at you in yearn, half of the people in the dining hall would be dead by now. Please, baby. You may not think that you’re pretty but you have to know that you’re the most beautiful creature i

n any room we enter.”

Every word that came out of his mouth pulled her heartstrings. The desperation in his eyes for her to believe him made her heart melt. But deep inside, she knew that what he said wasn’t true. She had seen so many more beautiful she-wolves who all normally have males and other she-wolves crowd around them. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com)Lucianne herself had never garnered that sort of attention. At least, she didn’t know that she did.

Lucianne then chuckled, “The first time I followed, I didn’t know what I was walking into. And when the warriors started sparring, I screamed and burst into tears. I actually thought that they were going to kill each other. It took Uncle Peter and another warrior a whole hour to calm me down. Uncle Peter never took me along after that time. So I snuck in there by myself.”