The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King

Chapter 123

When Xandar’s jet landed, the rest of the alliance along with Christian and Annie were there to greet

them. Xandar brought Lucianne straight to Dr Yeil’s medical center, and everyone else followed them

there despite Lucianne insisting that it wasn’t necessary for them to come.

After Dr Yeil had taken her blood to run tests, Xandar convinced Lucianne to get a full body scan done to

see if the poison on the arrow was affecting any other part of her anatomy. His biggest worry was that it

was damaging her bones or her neurons.

Dr Yeil and his nurse got Lucianne to lie down on a table in a medium-sized examination room with white

walls. When the scan started, blue beams of light appeared from all four walls, moving up and down

Lucianne’s body before the beams moved side-to-side.

Outside the examination room, everyone was watching the process in eerie silence. Juan came to

Xandar’s side, and the first thing that came out of the Alpha’s mouth was, “If she can’t bear children,

would you leave her?” Everyone was stunned by Juan’s sudden question.

Christian and Annie’s eyes widened in shock. Xandar’s worried eyes on Lucianne in the room were

replaced with disbelief and anger as he met Juan’s hard gaze. The King, with furrowed eyebrows,

questioned rhetorically, “Would I leave her? Me? Leave her? Me?”

The King’s response held so much devotion that Juan’s hardened features softened slightly, and there

were sighs of relief from most of the wolves in the room. Even so, Christian and Annie couldn’t help but

feel insulted by how Juan and the other wolves were questioning Xandar’s love for Lucianne. They knew

Xandar, he wouldn’t let something like this come between him and his mate.

Despite the already-eased atmosphere in the room, Xandar went on, “Juan.” He sighed in frustration

before continuing, “If anything, I should be the one worried that my mate would leave me. Not the other

way around. Honestly, before I knew Lucy loved kids, I didn’t even care if she didn’t want them. All I ever

wanted was to be with her, to love her and to make her happy.”

Xandar averted his gaze to pressed away the tears from the comers of his eyes before his sights

returned t o Lucianne in the room as he uttered, “I keep telling her that I would protect her, and time and

time again, I’ve only showed how incompetent Iam as her mate. Every screw-up just feels like I’m one

step closer to the love of my life…rejecting me.”

Xandar was looking at Lucianne through the one-way mirror with nothing but guilt, and the pain and fear

from Lucianne rejecting him was getting suffocating. He was also wondering whether there was a mute

button in his head to silence his whimpering animal for a few hours.

Suddenly, Juan patted Xandar on his shoulder, and the King met the Alpha’s warm smile as Juan said,”

I’m sorry I doubted you, your Highness.”

Xandar shook his head slightly and muttered, “With Lucy’s past, you have every right to be.” Something

was still bothering him so he looked at the floor and asked incoherently, “Do you think she would…will

she …will Lucy leave me?”

Xandar was too afraid of the answer, so it was a surprise when Juan chuckled lightly before he said,

“Well, I hope not.”

“That’s not very assuring, Juan.” Xandar said, still ominous.

“Well, she did ask me not to blame you for what happened so I’d say you’re still on her good side.” Juan

added, genuinely trying to make Xandar feel better now.

Staying on her good side wasn’t enough for Xandar. Lucianne asked Juan not to blame Tate and

Clement, too. So, the two Alphas were on her ‘good side’ as well. Xandar didn’t want to just be one of the

many people Lucianne defended. He wanted to be the intimate partner she would choose to love, the

mate she would choose to mark, and the significant other she would choose to spend the rest of her life

with. Staying on her good side was far from enough.

After the examination was done, they waited for a few minutes before the nurse came back with the

preliminary test results. Lucianne’s basic anatomy was fine. Her bones were normal and so was her

nervous system. However, the creases of worry and despair on everyone’s foreheads did not smoothen

when they were told that certain hormones relating to pregnancy had been suppressed by an unknown

substance.

“Is the concentration not subsiding?” Xandar asked as he caressed his mate’s shoulders from behind

her.

Dr Yeil glanced at Lucianne sadly before his sights went to Xandar, “No, my King. I’m afraid not. But do

bear in mind that this is merely the preliminary results. The extensive analysis would take a few more

hours,”

Lucianne’s mind wasn’t in the room anymore. She just wanted to get out of there and be alone for the

rest o f the day. When they took their leave, she thanked Dr Yeil and his nurse numbly with a forced

smile. Xandar’s hand never left her waist as he led them out of the building and towards the parking lot.

The alliance walking behind them didn’t say a word to each other as well, all lost in their own thoughts.

They all parked near each other so they walked in the same direction. As they approached their cars, a

swarm of journalists and reporters appeared around the corner and immediately started snapping

photographs with their phones and cameras.

One of them immediately shouted out, “My Queen, how are your injuries from Ms Sasha Cummings’s

attack yesterday?”

Lucianne was not in the mood for this but she knew better than to cause a scene, so she hastened her

footsteps towards Xandar’s car as she responded to the journalist with a meek smile, “I’m all healed.

Thank you for your concern.”

Another reporter shouted out his question, “Were you here for a check-up of the arm injury from Ms

Cummings’s attack, or was it for something else, my Queen?” The glint in his eye and his choice of

words showed that he knew more than he wanted to let on. He knew she was here for ‘something else’.

Lucianne stopped in her tracks but before she could speak, Xandar wamed the nosy party in a low,

menacing tone, “The Queen is drained out from defending the Forest Gloom Pack from rogue wolves

AND rogue Lycans. She will not entertain any further questions from any of you.”

The same undaunted reporter with large-frame glasses and a tablet in his hand asked, “My King, don’t

we have warriors for that sort of thing? And conventionally speaking, isn’t it undignified for a Queen to be

on a battlefield?”

“Undignified?” Xandar uttered as his partially-onyx eyes turned completely onyx when they penetrated

into the reporter’s being, and the insensitive reporter was beginning to regret asking his question.