Favo Novel
Chapter 113
Chapter 113
Sebastian was ignoring the bombarding messages on his phone until the sound became too distracting. When he reached for his device with the intention of silencing it, he subconsciously skimmed through the news that was forwarded to him.
After burning his eyes from watching a short video of his naked sister rushing for a towel on the training ground, he placed his phone back on the table as he sighed at Sasha’s stupidity.
Knock Knock
His secretary came in. “Sir, the meeting is in twenty minutes. Are there any documents you’d like me to bring to the boardroom first?”
He looked at the photo of Lucianne he had framed up on his desk, and his fingers went to the picture to gently stroke her cheek. He wondered if she was okay. Numbly, he told his secretary, “Tell Boscow to take charge today. There’s somewhere I have to be.”
The secretary was surprised. Sebastian never missed a board meeting. Still, she didn’t ask any further questions and left after uttering, “Yes, sir.”
Sebastian left his office and went to the florist to get some fresh Irrelises before heading for the dining hall. At the dining hall gates, the guards refused to let him in, saying that he was not authorized to enter. H e tried to argue that the corruption charges against his father were not proven yet so Minister Cummings was technically still innocent but the guards didn’t give a damn.
One of them threw him a glare and said, “After what Ms Cummings had done to the Queen and the King just this moming, you’d be a fool to think that we would let you anywhere near their Highnesses.”
“I would never hurt the Queen.” Sebastian spat in defence, though some part of his heart ached when he said that. By acknowledging that Lucianne was the Queen, he was admitting that she was the King’s mate, not his.
“Can’t say I believe you, Cummings. We didn’t think your sister would hurt the Queen either, especially after her Highness graciously allowed her on the training ground. The Queen even showed her mercy today after being attacked herself! The King could’ve very well killed your sister if the Queen didn’t stop him. Be gone, Cummings. Go see your sibling instead.”
Sebastian’s eyes were getting darker by the second. How dare they think he’d hurt Lucianne! He loved her! Mates or not, he was certain that no one held his heart but Lucianne. He’d do anything to win her back. He just wanted to see if she was okay.
There was no way he would leave without seeing her first. Sebastian’s fur started surfacing, and the guard noticed. His posture straightened as he prepared himself for a possible attack from the minister’s son.
“Owen, are you okay?” A sweet voice of concern rang through the two men’s ears. Their heads turned to the source, and they saw Lucianne walking towards them in graceful steps with Xandar by her side, his hand around her waist as his onyx eyes glowered at Sebastian Sebastian didn’t even want to start guessing why they were late when they usually reach the dining hall on time.
“Your Highnesses.” Owen’s cold and hardened expression turned warm and welcoming as he bowed.
Xandar and Lucianne returned his bow, and after they all lifted their heads, Owen spoke with a warm smile, “My Queen, we heard what happened. May I ask: how’s the arm?”
Lucianne smiled graciously as she lifted her arms in his direction to show him that she was all healed as she replied, “Good as new, Owen. Thank you for asking.”
“That’s very excellent news indeed, your Highness.” Owen said with the same friendly smile. They both met the previous year, and Owen called her ‘Lucy’ but as soon as she became Xandar’s mate, Owen and his partner both stubbomly insisted on addressing Lucianne by her future royal title, despite the many times Lucianne said it was okay to call her like they always did.
Lucianne then tumed to Sebastian, and she forced a smile as she greeted him. “Mr Cummings, what brings you here?”
Sebastian’s voice came out soft and gentle as he said, “I heard what happened too, Lucianne…”
Xandar and Owen growled in unison at the casual way Sebastian addressed her, and Xandar spat in a low, homicidal tone, “You have no right to address our Queen by her name, especially not after what your family had done. Corruption, treason and now causing grievous hurt to the Queen AFTER BEING SHOWN MERCY! YOU STILL DARE CALL MY MATE BY HER NAME?!!”
Sebastian was going to speak again to defend himself but what he saw next made him lose his voice: Lucianne’s small hands that he held a year ago now reached for Xandar’s face. She gently pulled it downt o face her before her thumb started stroking his cheeks as she cooed, “Shh…calm down, my darling. That bad incident is over now. We’re both okay. Breathe, my love. Breathe.” Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.
Xandar’s expression softened, and he planted a kiss on her forehead before closing his eyes and inhaling deeply from her hair to calm himself down.
Seeing that her mate’s temperament was stabilized, Lucianne turned back to Sebastian, whose sad eyes were getting red and teary. Her voice turned stem when she asked, “Well, what is it that you’re here for, Mr Cummings?”
It took Sebastian a moment to find his voice before he said, “I-I just wanted to see if you were okay. I’m I’m glad that you are, my Queen. And I got you these.” His hands held up the bouquet of Irrelises he had been holding since he got out of his car. 1
Owen and Xandar scowled at Sebastian’s audacity. Lucianne was the King’s mate! Everyone knew that! How dare Sebastian try to slitter his way into Lucianne’s life! She was not his, not anymore! The temerity o f all three Cummings was just appalling!! 2
Lucianne felt the radiating anger from Xandar and Owen, and her mate’s strong hand was tightening in its grip on her waist. But she remained composed as she glanced at the flowers before locking her unperturbed eyes with Sebastian’s guilty and yearning gaze as she said, “Thank you for your concern, Mr Cummings. But for reasons that I’m sure you’re well aware of, I will not be accepting the flowers. I appreciate the thought though. If there isn’t anything else, we should part here. Have a good day.”
Lucianne didn’t even give Sebastian a chance to respond before she walked through the gate, pulling Xandar along. The King’s death glare remained on Sebastian until they entered the dining hall building. 3
Owen cleared his throat to get Sebastian’s attention as he said in a murderous voice, “You no longer have any business here, Cummings. Be gone. If you can muster a little more intelligence than your sister, you won’t show your face here again.”
Sebastian held back his tears and entered his car before speeding to the park where he and Lucianne took evening strolls together the previous year when they were mates. As soon as he pulled his car to a stop, Sebastian broke down in tears when he thought about how Lucianne rejected his flowers. It took him an
hour before he finally pulled himself together again. He stepped out of the car and leaned against it as a gentle breeze graced his tear-stained face.
Sebastian then started the routined criticism he had with himself since he accepted Lucianne’s rejection the previous year: Why had he been so stupid? Why did he doubt his feelings for Lucianne just because she’s a wolf? Why did he choose to believe Sasha that the mate-bond was blinding him when in truth, he had always been in love with Lucianne? Why did he lie to Lucianne so often that each time after he was
caught, her bright eyes would dim with disappointment, doubt and suspicion? Why didn’t he just cherish her when he had her? 1
It was so clear that she was a gift. Alphas, Gammas and even some of the Lycans were visibly envious of him last year whenever Lucianne was by his side. He even caught the King stealing glances at her at that time, which was a surprise since as far as everyone knew, no woman ever attracted the King that way. And there wasn’t any lust in those glances. His eyes skimmed her body the first two times but after that they were always fixed on her face, gazing at her from afar with interest and curiosity. 1
Sebastian even remembered that there was once when the King looked at Lucianne’s side profile so long that even the second-in-command turned to see where his cousin’s sights were. Another time, when Lucianne was self-consciously running her fingers through her hair after just entering the dining hall because of the strong wind from the outside, the insecurity in Sebastian’s chest grew when he noticed that the King’s lips curled up into a soft smile after glancing at her. Thankfully, only very few Lycans noticed that sudden change in the King’s demeanor but none of them knew why.
Sebastian was determined to never let them meet so he kept Lucianne far away from the King’s circle whenever they were forced to be in the same room, never offering Lucianne access to the ministers she wanted to speak to simply because those ministers were always around the King.
Sebastian didn’t want the King’s eyes on his mate. But the irony now was that the King didn’t want Sebastian’s eyes on his mate, now their Queen-to-be. Hmph. The universe sure worked in funny ways. When Sebastian was done with the negative self-talk, he decided to pay his stupid sister a visit.