The Lycan King's Rejected Omega

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER TWO

Asmeria couldn't believe her ears, The formidable Lycan King, the mighty Alpha Thorian Blackthorne, was seeking a mate from her family?

The very thought seemed absolutely surreal.

She and Asannah were the only two females in the family, meaning his selection was going to be between either of them. Asmeria's breath caught in her throat at that thought.

She had heard rumours of his search for a mate, but it seemed like a distant affair, something that wouldn't directly affect her life. Yet, here it was, right in her face; the man was going to pick a wife between she and her sister!

Was there actually a possibility that The Lycan King would chose her as a wife?

Her gaze met with Asannah again, stood at the middle of the living room, her hands clipped at her sides as she barked out numerous orders at the maids.

Asmeria's anticipation died down immediately, there was no way Alpha Thorian would chose her over Asannah – the girl was already dressed as a bride would. Alpha Thorian may have most likely already picked her and was just here to formally introduce himself.

And should it be that Alpha Thorian hadn't picked Asannah yet, she would rather walk on hot coal than to watch such a wealthy Alpha pick her step–sister over her. And Asmeria knew that.

A frown wrinkled her forehead, mostly because she was disappointed in herself for actually thinking that Thorian would chose her.

She had done that blasted thing again, hoping.

When would she ever learn to stop wasting her time doing that? It never worked.

Her loneliness was getting into her head and desperation was most likely setting in, she was twenty–one and was still wolfless and mateless.

Suddenly, a loud shriek of excitement startled Asmeria out of her thoughts and she flinched. Her gaze immediately darted to the living room, where her eyes were sparkling with delight and her lips were partner in an excited grin.

She clapped her hands together in glee, "Finally! Show him in immediately," her voice a mix anxiousness and arrogance as she spoke to the guard in front of her.

Asmeria put two and two together and realized that Alpha Thorian was here. The realization made her heart to thump hard against her chest and panic streamed in her veins.

As the guard rushed to comply with Asannah's orders, she turned to another nearby guard. "Go, tell the Alpha that that Alpha Thorian is here. Hurry!" She demanded in urgency.

The guard bowed and left sharply to do his assigned task. Next, she wheeled around and her fiery gaze met with Asmeria.

The intensity of the venom in her eyes made a shiver run up her spine, and then, Asannah started walking towards her.

"Begone, Asmeria." She barked. "Go to your room and do not even dare to come out until the Lycan King leaves. We have no use for you here."

"But Asannah, I heard that The Lycan King came to—"

Asannah raised her hand, halting Asmeria's speech, "Zip it. I don't want to hear anything you have to say. Just do as I have said and go upstairs. Right now." She interjected with disdain, and with that, she turned around and left.

The sharpness of Asannah's words strung deeply, but Asmeria had heard worse, and she was used to all of it. So, she knew better than to defy her, for it would only lead to more suffering.

So she heaved a heavy sigh and made her way out of the grand dining hall, her steps heavy as she trudged upstairs.

In the confines of her room, she walked to her window and stared out at the night sky, letting her thoughts roam.

What would be her fate? Was this how life would continue to be for her?

If so, then why were the gods cruel enough to let her be born into this world only to be discriminated, unhappy and unfulfilled?

Pfft. It was clear the gods had their favorites, and she wasn't a part of them. She was an outcast, right from the start of it all.

Why was she so unlucky?

She spent most of the night silently observing the grandeur of the Kingdom from her window, whilst the dinner went on downstairs.

It was beautiful, one of the best in the territory, in fact, the splendor of the Kingdom felt like a dream—one that she would never be truly part of.

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The large doors of the palace swung open and a hushed silence fell over the grand hall. The guards stood at attention, their eyes fixated on the entrance as the important guest made his way inside.

Asannah's heart skipped a beat, her breath caught in her throat as she for the first time, caught her first glimpse of the notorious Lycan King.

The man was a pure vision of raw power and authority – it exuded through every inch of him as he strided in, his aura of dominance filling up the air, almost suffocating.

His ebony–dark hair fell to his shoulders in waves, framing a face that was chiseled and handsome, devoid of any warmth or softness. It seemed like his lips were permanently constructed into a frown.

His eyes were a striking shade of silver, and she noticed as it seemed to pierce through the very souls of those they landed upon.

His black cloak billowed behind him as he moved, the Obsidian emblem of his pack was proudly displayed on his shoulders.

She was immediately attracted to him—dare she say, it was love at first sight. She couldn't deny the bubbling of flutters in her belly as she stared at him, despite his imposing figure seeming to fill up the room.

She didn't mind, in fact, his stoic expression only added to his impeccable allure. A man like him har seen and endured far too much to let emotions easily cross his face.

There was something magnetic about him, and she found herself unable to tear her gaze away from him. She drank in every detail of his presence, her mind conjuring up fantasies of being by his side.

Her heart pounded in her chest as he approached and she battle to maintain composure. She knew she had to, by all means, make a lasting impression on him. She had to show him that she was a woman worthy of his attention and admiration.

"Oh, uhmm… good evening, no uh, G–greetings, your gra—" She tried to gather her thoughts and form the perfect words to say, but she was at loss.

His presence was damn overwhelming but a subtle nudge from her brother snapped her back into reality and she cleared her throat, pushing her uneasiness aside.

She immediately curtseyed before him, "My humble greetings, Your esteemed Majesty." She greeted, her poise returned and a charming smile on her face.

"Greetings, Alpha Thorian. My pleasure to make your acquaintance." Asannah's brother, Alpha Cedric, extended his hand for a greeting.

Alpha Thorian looked down at the extended hand, and the blue–dress–wearing brunette that was smiling at him, and then back at the extended hand again.

A fine line formed on his forehead as he frowned – he wasn't a fan of handshakes. But he had to 'try to be on his best behavior', just as his father had said that to him, like he was some child on his first day of school.

So he shook Cedric's hand sharply, only maintaining contact for less than a second, and he quickly retracted his hand.

"Nice to meet you too." Thorian said blandly, the man couldn't even feign an iota of excitement. After all, he never wanted to be here.

"I'm glad. This way to the dinning, we have prepared an exquisite menu for you." Cedric said, his hand gesturing to the arch–entrance that led to the dinning room.

Thorian gave a curt nod and followed behind as Cedric led the way, ignoring the beaming blue–dress–wearing brunette.

Asannah's smile instantly dropped as Thorian passed her in a whiff, not even bothering to acknowledge her. She watched him as he moved, her mind confused as she swole in annoyance. What a proud man!

She wondered why he had ignored her, not even bothering to give her a second glance. She caught a glimpse of her reflection in one of the nearby mirrors – she was extraordinarily beautiful, so why hadn't he bothered to even say a simple hello.

She let out a sigh, refusing to let her anger get the best of her. She ran her hands through her hair, making sure it still looked impeccable for the Lycan King and then she prompted on her smile. With that, she turned around and made her way into the dinning.

Thorian was going to get married to her and that was final.