Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

91 Don’t Be Scared, I Am Here For You

“What was that for?” Lucien asked once they broke the kiss.

Ronan smiled indulgently at the man whose cheeks turned slightly pink from the unexpected kiss.

“I just want you to know how much I love you.”

Lucien gave Ronan’s chest a gentle push. “Ronan, I...”

He was silenced by a single finger that pressed against his lips.

“You are not obligated to respond to each of my love declarations. I already said that I want to hear no rejection.”

Lucien smirked. “What if rejection is all I have for you?”

Ronan smirked in return. “Then you will have me at your neck for the rest of your life.”

“...”

.....

Ronan’s smirk was soon wiped off his face when the room service came to knock at the door.

“What the hell is this?” Ronan complained when the food and drink were served before him. He did not even wait until the poor server left the suite, which he did in a hurried manner. Who would want to stay when the guests were unhappy? If they could not unload their displeasure on each other, he, the innocent party, might just get the unjustified blame.

There were two plates of macaroni and cheese and two glasses of milk on the table.

Ronan looked up at Lucien in disbelief. There was not even a strip of garnish on the macaroni! Lucien looked down at Ronan and crosses his arms before his chest like an arrogant lord.

“What is it? Dissatisfied?”

What Ronan wanted to say was : “Every single dish that I listed out in my room service call was at least ten times more delectable than what sad dinner you just put on the table.”

And yet he swallowed his bitterness and forced himself to smile.

“Oh, no no. It is very charming,” he said, displaying two rows of sharp teeth.

So charming that Ronan was determined to murder every single piece of macaroni on his plate with the fork before he devoured his meal.

The next morning, Lucien exited his bedroom with his tiny luggage ready for check out. Ronan was slurping his morning coffee in the living room, shirtless with only a towel draped around his waist. His powerful upper body was in full display, the muscles on his upper arms rippled beautifully as he moved his arm up and down to sip from the coffee cup now and then. The man looked like he was ready for a porn shooting.

No, Lucien quickly corrected himself with gritted teeth. The man looked like he was already starring in some porn movie.

“I am leaving,” Lucien said in a huff and went out of the door without waiting for Ronan’s reply.

He was headed toward the reception desk to check out, but then he remembered that he did not check in at all. The room was booked by Ronan, using both of their names. Ronan was still living the best time of his life in the presidential suite.

For a split second, Lucien was filled with dread. He ran into Kinnon Youngshaper last night. Kinnon most likely spent the night in the same hotel. What if they ran into each other again and Landon ran berserk?

No, he told himself. You must be strong for yourself, Lucien. You cannot depend on Ronan for the rest of your life. Landon is your responsibility. If he manages to overpower you, then it is your fault and no one else’s.

“Good morning, Lucien.”

Lucien turned around and found a smiling Jake behind him.

“Hey, Jake.”

He suddenly remembered something from the time he was cocooned in the hospital when he saw Jake’s beaming face.

“I heard you became a father. Congratulations.” Lucien extended his hand and Jake took it happily.

“Thanks. Did Ronan tell you?”

“Yeah. He showed me the baby picture too. An adorable princess you have there.”

“Hahaha yeah. I must say that it is quite a challenge to be new parents. She is very energetic and loud, but that is good. Yeah.”

Lucien patted Jake on the back.

“So what brings you here? Did Ronan ask you to put a collar around my neck to prevent me from ripping people apart?”

Jake broke into laughter.

“No, no. Nothing of that sort. Did Ronan not tell you? The Werewolf Council sent an invitation to all packs and demanded the presence of the Alphas and Betas for this hearing.”

“...”

Was that not too much? Was it a hearing or a trial?

“Good morning to the both of you,” Ronan’s voice rang out from behind.

The Alpha approached Lucien and Jake with a smug look on his face. He looked especially dashing in his bespoke suit. It highlighted his body contour perfectly.

“Alpha, good morning,” Jake greeted his boss.

Lucien walked away without a single word and headed outside to hail a cab.

A platinum Maserati stopped just in front of the lobby but the passenger seats were empty. Ronan’s driver stepped out and opened the door for Lucien.

“Lulu, stop being stubborn. Let’s go,” Ronan said, pulling at Lucien’s elbow.

As 10 AM slowly drew near, Lucien’s cold hard front melted in face of the hearing. He meekly went into Ronan’s car. Ronan followed soon after, and Jake sat next to Noah.

“To the Werewolf Council Headquarters,” Ronan ordered.

The car rolled smoothly away from the hotel. The trepidation within Lucien’s heart grew more and more as they approached the headquarters.

Once the headquarters were in sight, they could see many luxury cars that were already parked in the reserved parking area.

It was an amazing sight indeed. So many Alphas and Betas from all packs all over the continent gathered within the area. It almost felt like the Moon Banquet all over again.

When Lucien stepped out of the car, the first thing he saw was the gigantic Moon Goddess statue that towered over them. The last time he came to visit, he was holding Kinnon’s hand. They came to inform the council about their decision to get married.

Who could have known that this day would come?

Lucien clenched both his hands into fists.

Ronan pried Lucien’s right fist open and held his hand within his own.

Lucien turned his head to look at Ronan, who smiled wistfully at him.

“Don’t be scared, Lulu. I am here for you.”