The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King

Chapter 26

The arrogant Duke took in Sasha’s look of anticipation as he continued to explain, “Those two never had

any children because I got someone to pose as a barista, and got my distant cousin’s mate to drink the

coffee that was laced with some very powerful, very effective anti pregnancy drug.”

Sasha narrowed her eyes as she asked in annoyance, “Contraceptives, you mean?”

Greg rolled his eyes, “Stop insulting me, Cummings. The effects of the ones I ordered for her are

permanent, even in small doses. And it’s illegal, so don’t expect to find it in your regular drugstore. The

best part? There is no remedy and no cure for anyone who ingests it.”

Sasha was confused. “Why would you want to do that? I thought your beef was just with the King. What

do you have against the Blackfurs?”

“The Blackfurs have been a pain in the as* since the late King Lucas married the late Queen Vera. That

is probably the only thing I hated about my uncle.(This will be daily updtaed at www.jar.com)

I loved the old man like a father but Vera Blackfur’s family are…how do I put this…a clan of useless,

empty-headed goody-two shoes. They never saw the benefits of profits and money. It was all about the

people, the people and the people. Idiots.” Greg shook his head in disgust and disapproval.

“That’s a problem because?” Sasha was not following.

was

Greg sighed audibly, like he was getting frustrated of having to explain something so simple and obvious.

He sipped on his drink to calm himself before saying, “That’s a problem because that King cousin of mine

chose to be a goody-two-shoes with the Blackfurs, and made that Blackfur cousin of his second-in-

command.” Greg drowned his drink before slamming the glass back on the table with force. It was a

miracle that the glass didn’t break. 1

With onyx eyes and flared nostrils, the Duke then shouted, “I held office longer! That position should’ve

been MINE! First, I can’t be a King. Then, I can’t even be SECOND to the King?! To hell with it! And that

Blackfur had the gall to rub it in my face, saying that I was ‘never fit’ to hold office. Hmph.” He chuckled

darkly and shook his head before he muttered in all cockiness, “So, I got his mate sterilized. I guess that

makes us even now.”

“Hm. Makes sense.” Sasha uttered in agreement as she digested what Greg did to the other Duke. Like

him, she did not have a single shred of sympathy for the couple who fell victim to the Duke’s actions.

Sasha pushed the Blackfur sterilisation issue aside, and cleared her throat before she locked a taunting

glare at Greg as she said, “So, what do you suggest for our next step? I still want that piece of dirt dead.

If you don’t have it in you to give me the proper contacts I need to kill her, I’ll ask someone else.”

Greg’s eyes darkened, and he growled ferociously at Sasha. His voice threw her back into her seat. The

angered Duke then threw a warning in her way, “Recklessness… will get us nowhere

with Lucianne. We should observe her a little longer before we decide our next move.”

Sasha’s eyes widened in surprise before hatred replaced them as she scorned, “Did you just refer to her

by her n-”

“So what if I did?” He challenged and leaned forward. His onyx eyes never left Sasha’s as he warned her

for the second time in a low voice, “In the name of our business relationship, let m e offer you some

advice, Cummings. Do NOT do anything before understanding the full extent of the consequences. It

won’t end well for you. I have to leave now. Enjoy your drink.”

Greg then stood and left without sparing his host another glance. Two seconds after he closed the door

behind him, Sasha threw the latest emptied wine glass at the wall as she screamed i n infuriation.

Frustration, anger and jealousy consumed her being.

First, her brother didn’t want to let the wolf go. Then, the King she wanted for herself became bonded to

that thing. Now, the very person she asked to help get rid of the pest is having second-thoughts about

cooperating with her. Sasha knew that she had to find a way to take matters into her own hands if she

wanted the job to be done soon. 2 har

She ignored the messages sent by the daughters of the other ministers. These women were clearly more

interested in gossiping about her than expressing their concern for her. Sasha left the bar and went

home. As soon as she got out of her car, she saw Sebastian standing in their garden watching the

flowerbed of Irrelises alone in silence, just like he did every night before he slept and every morning after

he woke up.

Sasha rolled her eyes and didn’t bother to acknowledge him, knowing that he was just reminiscing about

his time with the very person she was trying to get rid of. It was such a bummer. He could have been her

accomplice if he hated her too. Honestly, what did he see in that little thing?(This will be daily

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He was a Cummings, a minister’s son! With their father’s position, wealth, influence and power,

Sebastian could easily get any female he wanted so couldn’t he at least develop better taste when

choosing to fall in love? Sasha sighed when she didn’t see the point in bringing up the subject with her

brother again. ‘He’s a lost cause’, she thought to herself while making her way to her room. 2

In the bathroom, she replayed the events with the Duke while brushing her teeth. When she recalled how

Greg called Lucianne’s name, in softness and gentleness, Sasha screamed out the wrath that had been

bottling-up from the entire night. She threw her toothbrush with force at the mirror as she continued to

scream. The toothbrush bounced off the mirror and fell onto the floor, causing no damage to the piece of

glass reflecting Sasha’s mascara smudged eyes and her angered-induced flustered face. 2

Her breathing was heavy and rapid as she continued to curse Lucianne in her head. When she was

done, she blamed the Moon Goddess for the stupid mistake of bonding something like that to the King.

The moment she could finally calm down, Sasha looked at her face in the mirror, and a wide, sinister grin

reflected in the glass as she uttered to herself in all

confidence, “Sasha Sarafina Cummings, one way or another, you will be crowned Queen.”