Pursuing My Rejected Alpha
Chapter 12

After Ronan was done showering Lillian with his fake attention, he lifted his eyes and looked in Lucien's direction. The fire in his heart burned brighter and bigger when he saw that Lucien was not only not looking at him but was also more interested in chatting with What followed was an impromptu piece of a theater show.

Kinnon.

Ronan had to listen to more of Dane Silverback's lies and silently support the lies by flashing everyone a fake smile.

He had to charm peers and elders who came to congratulate him and Lillian on the joyous union.

He ended up hugging and kissing Lillian a few more times throughout the night to demonstrate the depth of their love for each other.

"Ronan."

Dane Silverback came over and put his arm around his son.

"I have never been more proud in my life," he announced, and the surrounding werewolves agreed unanimously. "My immature son finally grows up. He decides to settle down and sire some pups."

"I do hope to see some little pups running around the Great Lake City soon," an elder teased.

.....

Lillian tossed out a cheerful but secretly mocking laughter.

Ronan Silverback scoffed into his wine glass.

The wine eventually got into Ronan's head.

He did not quite remember how the night ended. When he regained his consciousness again, he was busy kissing and groping Lillian Woodland in an attempt to strip her naked.

Lillian on the other side seemed to have drunk a glass or two as well. She took Ronan's tie off and tossed it carelessly to the ground. After she was done taking Ronan's suit off, Ronan still did not know how to get Lillian out of her gown. Lillian snickered.

She took Ronan's hands and guided them toward her shoulders.

"It's here, Alpha."

"Ah. So obvious and yet not so obvious," he remarked.

Ronan peeled the gown off Lillian's sleeves and soon the woman stood in front of him in just her lacy underwear.

Ronan pulled his belt and took his pants off. He then pulled Lillian close and claimed her lips ravenously. With only their underwears to prevent their skins from touching each other, Ronan rubbed his swollen genitalia against Lillian's belly. A sweet moan escaped the latter's lips.

Ronan put both of his hands under Lillian's buttcheeks and lifted her up effortlessly. The woman in his arms gave a surprised yelp when his feet suddenly left the ground. Ronan slammed Lillian roughly against a wall and started grinding against her. He thrust against her intimately through the underwear. Although he did not penetrate her directly, Lillian still felt the heat climbing up from the spot between her legs.

She was wet for him. She desired him so much, and he desired her as well.

"Alpha, ahh... ahh..."

Lillian had to bite into her lip to prevent herself from moaning continuously like some cheap she-wolves out there.

Dignity, she said to herself. Dignity and pride. Dignity and pride.

Her chants were rudely interrupted by what Ronan did next. Dissatisfied with just pounding against her through her underwear against the wall, Ronan decided to take the game one level higher.

The Alpha captured Lillian's lips smoothly and carried her toward the bed. Lillian's lacy panties were quickly stripped away, revealing the sacred part of her body that she had never before exposed to anyone.

Although Lillian often acted like some promiscuous young lady with a lot of experience, she had been dutifully guarding her chastity since the day she was born. Her mother had emphasized to her again and again that she was the apple of her father's eye, the dignity of the Ironclad Claws Pack. She must never allow anyone to take her before marriage.

Her parents changed their minds quite abruptly as soon as Dane Silverback came to propose a match between Lillian and his son, Ronan. Dane was desperate to get his son to settle down. Although Ronan Silverback was a notorious player, he had always been responsible toward his women. The rogue she-wolves who managed to catch his eyes were all very well taken care of. In this aspect, he was no different from his father.

Lillian's parents encouraged this union very much. Men were all the same everywhere. They were never able to use their heads once their blood rushed downward. When Alpha Ronan one day drowned in l**t and could only think about satiating his carnal desires, Lillian should welcome his advances with open arms.

An even better scenario was to have Ronan shoot his seeds deep inside Lillian's womb. This was not an easy feat because Ronan had been very careful about siring unwanted pups. It did not matter. Even if his seeds failed to take root, Ronan would never be able to escape the responsibility after tainting an Alpha's daughter.

Lillian shyly opened her legs to grant Ronan the beautiful sight that she had to offer.

"Beautiful," Ronan commented as he climbed into the bed after Lillian. He was drawn to her like a moth to a flame.

"Really?" Lillian blinked at Ronan seductively. "It is yours if you want it."

Ronan put a finger on Lillian's lips and slowly traced down her neck, cleavage, flat belly, and the folds of her genitalia. "Yeah," Ronan answered with a grin. "I want it."

He balled his fingers into a fist and stuck his middle finger out. The finger made a squelching sound when it went inside Lillian's well-lubricated love tunnel smoothly. The latter arched her back and moaned in a mix of pain and pleasure when the finger obscenely ravished her, going in and out of her while imitating the act of s****l intercourse.

When Ronan thought that Lillian was ready, he took his finger out and pulled his underwear down. The huge p***s sprang free and pointed at Lillian like a loaded gun. Lillian could not help but marvel at the girth and the length of Ronan's p***s.

She had heard that Ronan Silverback was well-endowed, but she never thought that he would be that well-endowed. Then again it was a little bit too late to get scared now. Ronan held his engorged c**k in his hand and approached Lillian. "Are you alright?" Kinnon Youngshaper asked his future Luna as soon as they got into the car.

Lucien had gone silent for the remainder of the night, and Kinnon knew why. Although Lucien did not openly show his dislike in front of everyone to preserve their faces, he must be angry that Kinnon kissed him like that in public. It was their first kiss as a couple,

too.

To make matters worse, Lucien had to watch as Ronan Silverback fell upon Lillian Woodland like a hungry beast the whole night long. It was like stumbling upon a scene of a tragic car accident. He wanted to look away, but the picture was already carved into his skull. He was forced to watch the same display again and again. It was not possible to erase it.

"Mm," was Lucien's answer. He leaned against the car window with an elbow resting against the window frame. The other arm was draped around Ralph who had his head lying on Lucien's lap.

Kinnon pursed his lips in displeasure as Ralph stretched himself between them, acting like a bridge to separate Kinnon and Lucien. Although Kinnon loved Ralph dearly, sometimes he wanted to leave Ralph with his nanny for long enough time so that he could do intimate things with Lucien. Unfortunately, Ralph believed that he had more claim on Lucien's time because Lucien was going to become his mommy.

The Alpha took Lucien's hand and pressed a kiss on top of the knuckles. Lucien turned his head and gave him a quizzical look.

"Are you sure that you are not angry?" Kinnon queried.

Lucien sighed. "No, I am not. I just don't feel too well tonight."

There were times when Lucien hated himself for being weak, and tonight was one of those times. Ever since he was young, Lucien was able to spout the harshest words, but he often failed to live up to his words. Unlike Ronan.

.....

Ronan could talk about his feelings all he wanted and he would still be unable to move Lucien's heart. It was not because Lucien was heartless. It was because he knew better. Ronan gave him a speech about disappointment and heartbreak tonight, only to hook up with Lillian Woodland not even an hour later. Between the two of them, Ronan was always the first person to move on and Lucien the last.

No.

In fact, Ronan had moved on a few times while Lucien was still stuck in the past.

The Moon Goddess bestowed two alpha werewolves with a fated mate connection. One of them was naive and innocent. He fell in love as easily as he fell out of love. The other one was serious and thoughtful. Once he fell in love, he was unable to crawl out. Not even to save his life.

Lucien heaved a deep sigh. He was so mentally exhausted that he did not even bother hiding it anymore.

Kinnon's hand traveled to Lucien's neck and gently massaged the back of his neck. Lucien sighed contentedly when Kinnon's strong fingers hit the sore points at his neck skillfully.

"Are you tired?"

"Yes," Lucien replied while rubbing the spot between his brows to alleviate an incoming headache. "I don't like being in the company of too many people."

Kinnon was relieved to hear Lucien's words. Maybe he really was just foul-mooded because he had to socialize with too many people that night.

The North Ridge Forest was located in a remote place - far from all Pack Houses, including the Night Prowler Pack House. Most werewolves did not go back home straight but spent a night in the nearby Hapsborough City instead.

Just as the Silverback Corporation owned the Carlton Bay Hotel chain, the Youngshaper Corporation owned the Seaside View Hotel chain.

A presidential suite in Seaside View Hotel was booked for Kinnon and Lucien for that night. Ralph shared the suite next door with his nanny. If Ralph had not been so tired, he would have protested loudly. Kinnon thought that a night alone with Lucien was long overdue.

Intent on impressing the Alpha and his future Luna, the hotel manager waited for their arrival and personally showed them the suites. After ensuring them that the hotel personnel were only one phone call away in case they needed anything, the hotel manager wished them a good night and left.

The door fell shut with a soft click.

"I need to wash my face," Lucien announced before going into the bathroom.

"Okay," Kinnon said in response.

The Alpha took his robe off, leaving only a white undershirt and pants underneath. Lucien took a while inside the bathroom. When the man did not come out after thirty minutes, Kinnon became concerned. He knocked on the bathroom door three times and asked, "Lucien, everything alright?"

"Yes," came the reply right away.

The bathroom door opened and a red-eyed Lucien came out.

" "1

Lucien wiped at his face with a towel that he draped around his neck.

"I had some dust in my eyes," he lied.

Both eyes? Lucien is such a lousy liar.

"You can use the bathroom now. I will go to sleep."

Lucien went past Kinnon. He did not make it far before his hand was caught by Kinnon. The man hugged him from behind. He pressed a kiss on Lucien's neck, his warm breath trailing from the base of his neck to his ear.

Lucien looked up at Kinnon, and the latter leaned in closer to him.

"Lucien," he whispered in a magnetic voice. "do you mind if we establish our mating bond tonight?"

Lucien's eyelashes trembled slightly in hesitation.

"I thought you would want to wait until we are married."

"I don't think I can wait that long."

Kinnon pressed a kiss on Lucien's forehead, and then his lips went down the bridge of Lucien's nose and settled on his lips. It was only a slight brushing between two pairs of lips at first, but it slowly turned into a gentle kiss. Kinnon was quickly aroused when Lucien responded to his kiss. He put both hands inside Lucien's robe and took it off with one smooth movement.

It should be fine, right?

They were going to be married soon, anyway. None of them were virgins. There was no need to be shy around each other.

Lucien moaned softly when Kinnon's hands crept under his undershirt and caressed the gentle waves on his torso. He had a slender build compared to Ronan and Kinnon. He got a toned body from regular exercises, but his muscles were never big. Lucien leaned back against Kinnon's shoulder, and the latter peppered his neck with little kisses.

"Is that a yes, then?" he asked again.

Lucien thought about Ronan and Lillian. How they looked like they were about to swallow each other. A lump of sadness built in his throat, but he did not want Kinnon to notice it. What better way to mask it than to agree to Kinnon's request? "Yes," Lucien answered. As if to convince Kinnon of his sincerity, he took the initiative to kiss Kinnon for the first time.

The kiss was the long-awaited green light, a drop of morning dew for a thirsty traveler. Kinnon's patience was eroded by a single kiss. He was no longer able to hold himself back.

They quickly freed each other from the remaining layers of clothes around their bodies while kissing every part of the other's body that they could reach. Once they had enough, they tactfully slipped under the blanket, naked.

.....

Kinnon had his arms wrapped around Lucien as he kissed Lucien's nape continuously. It was a subtle sign to indicate that he wanted to mark Lucien. A mating bond was strictly established during s*x, and only when both parties did it at the same time. Lucien kissed Kinnon's nape as well to indicate his willingness to form the mating bond with him.

An appreciative growl escaped Kinnon's throat. He caressed Lucien's beautiful body all over. How long had he dreamed about this night? He had once thrown this dream away, and now his dream was finally coming true.

"Lucien," he whispered. "Lucien..."

Kinnon rolled on top of Lucien and gently rocked against the latter's body, allowing their hardened p***ses to rub sensually against each other.

"Mmmh..."

Lucien put a hand against his lips to prevent himself from moaning too loudly. Kinnon took his hand away.

"Moan for me, Lucien. I want to hear your sweet sounds in bed."

"Ralph is next door," Lucien whispered.

"He is asleep," Kinnon argued. He took Lucien's hand and kissed his fingers lovingly. "You don't have to worry about that."

Despite the fully air-conditioned suite, the bedroom felt hot. After rubbing against each other slowly at first, Kinnon grabbed both of their manhoods and rubbed them together.

Beneath him, Lucien arched his back from pleasure. His lips were slightly open and his eyes were glassy with lust. The Lucien that was always so prim and proper had been transformed into a seductive beauty in bed. And it was all through Kinnon's hands. The Alpha had never seen a more beautiful sight. After they reached their first climax, they lay on the bed for a while to rest. And then, Kinnon sat up and rummaged inside the drawer of the nightstand that was closest to him. His experience told him that hotels usually prepared a bottle of lube in presidential suites just in case the guests would like to enjoy a romantic evening.

The hotel indeed did not disappoint. There was a bottle of lube to ease the process aside from a few condoms. The lube even had a minty sensation.

"Do you mind?" Kinnon asked while showing the bottle to Lucien.

Lucien shook his head. It was definitely proper lubrication as opposed to the cream cheese frosting that Ronan used a while ago. Kinnon scooped a fingerful and shoved it into Lucien's depth.

"Uhh..."

The lube was so cold that Lucien unwittingly shuddered when Kinnon's finger went in and coated his inside skillfully. The feeling of Lucien's muscles clenching intimately around his finger was almost too much for Kinnon.

His animal instinct told him to skip the loosening process and just shove his erect p***s inside Lucien and claim his body right away. He would do that if he were a mindless beast. Thankfully he was not.

Kinnon wanted his first time with Lucien to be perfect. He did not want to rush it. He wanted Lucien to enjoy him as much as he enjoyed Lucien. He wanted to do all the right things and erase all the marks that Ronan Silverback left on Lucien. From now on, Lucien must carry only his scent apart from his own.

One finger turned into two after a while.

Lucien leaned his forehead against Kinnon's shoulder. He bit into his lower lip while enduring the two fingers inside his body that were thrusting in and out smoothly thanks to the minty lube.

Kinnon could not take it anymore. He was aching to be inside Lucien.

"Lucien, I want to be inside you. Are you ready?" he asked with a voice that was hoarse from deep longing. He took Lucien's hand and guided it around his erect p***s. He was not wearing a condom. He planned to enter him raw.

"Wait," Lucien murmured. "Please turn off the lamps."

Kinnon obliged. He climbed off the bed to turn off the lamps one by one.

It gave Lucien a little more time to prepare himself mentally. He had never been with anyone else but Ronan. For the first time in his life, he was going to betray the fated mate connection. The first time was always difficult, but it would get better. Look at Ronan, he was doing splendidly.

Kinnon came back to the bed after the last lamp had been extinguished. Shrouded in the darkness, they had to rely on their senses to make the other party out. Kinnon lay Lucien gently on his back and kissed his way down to Lucien's stomach. Then, he pressed both of Lucien's legs against the latter's chest and positioned his s****l organ at Lucien's entrance.

"Ready?" He asked again.

In the darkness, Lucien shed a single tear.

"Yes," he said.

And then, everything turned black.

'Ronan...

Ronan woke up with a start in the middle of the night. He heard someone calling for him. The voice sounded so desperate. So sad.

Ronan swallowed hard and furrowed his brows.

'Who?' he asked using his Mind Link.

There was no answer at all.

Eventually, exhaustion and wine kicked in. Ronan fell asleep again within minutes.

The next time Ronan woke up was when a bunch of ants decided to feast on his brain.

Or that was what it felt like after a night of heavy drinking.

His groans were muffled by the pillow as he strived to remember where he was and what he did last.

.....

...

Yes, what was it exactly that he had been doing? Why did he get so wasted?

Once he was able to open his eyes, he tried to move his limbs. Any limb.

His arm swept over the bedsheet.

Oh. He was at least lying on a bed. Good job.

It was definitely much better than, say, lying on the pavement at the side of the road or an asphalt-covered alley in a questionable neighborhood.

Not that Ronan had ever found himself in such a miserable state.

No...

Ronan rolled on the bed and landed on his back with a sigh.

Just then, a manicured hand snaked across his stomach and chest intimately.

"Did you have a good sleep, Alpha?"

That one sentence made Ronan Silverback open his eyes abruptly.

He turned his head to the source of the voice and found Lillian Woodland lying next to him under the same quilt.

She was not wearing anything, and neither did he.

Oh, shit.

What did he do?

"Miss Woodland, I..."

Lillian pressed a finger against his lips to prevent him from speaking further.

"I thought I asked you to call me Lillian. After spending a night together, do you mean to alienate me and not take responsibility for taking my innocence?"

Ronan could have smacked himself many times with a brick. For once, he wished that he was not lying on the velvety bed but somewhere questionable. At least then he wouldn't be stuck in this predicament.

Lillian climbed on top of Ronan to give him a light kiss before she climbed off the bed.

"I will use the bathroom first, then. I hope you don't mind."

Mind? There were a lot of other things that he minded at the moment.

Ronan flipped the quilt and check for any traces of intercourse. Not that he planned to escape his responsibilities, but he needed to make sure that he was indeed stuck in a pool of crap before he lamented his situation.

There was some sticky cum around his manhood.

On the bed, there were a few damp spots and also... some blood.

Ronan was speechless.

What did a man do after spending a night together with a lady who was not some helpless she-wolf he picked on the street? This was Lillian Woodland. The most desirable bachelorette in the werewolf community at the very moment. He took her virginity. Before they even mutually agreed to get married. Unless Dane's little lie was akin to an unspoken agreement between the two packs.

Great.

Just great.

'Beowulf, are you there?'

"

'B, I know you can hear me. Can you uh. Remember anything from last night?'

..

'B, we are living in the same body. You can't pretend to not hear me.

'I am sorry,' his wolf spoke up at last. 'I sealed my consciousness as soon as you tumbled through the door with that woman!

Ronan groaned in displeasure.

He could not remember anything. Did he drink that much? Of course he did. If he did not, would he even be crazy enough to make this one grand mistake?

Lillian Woodland exited the bathroom after spending thirty minutes inside. She was wrapped in a bathrobe when she came out. Steam rose from her slender form, making her look hotter than she already was.

"Not taking a bath?" She asked sweetly, tilting her head to the side. "I have to go back soon. My father won't like it if I do not go back to the Pack House with him."

Ronan rubbed at his aching temples.

"Yes," he mumbled. "Bath."

Ronan walked to the bathroom and shut the door behind him. He glanced at the mirror and looked at his naked self.

Good grief!

His own father would be, for once, ecstatic to hear that Ronan fooled around with Lillian Woodland, accidentally or deliberately.

Ronan Silverback might be a player, but he knew that he could not carelessly take an Alpha's daughter to bed without bearing the consequences. He would have to marry Lillian Woodland.

Yes.

Better make it quick.

After a refreshing bath, Ronan stood in front of the full-length mirror while drying his hair and body.

Ronan stilled for a while when he gazed at his reflection.

Marriage.

Lucien...

No, he told himself. Lucien is off-limit.

Lucien is no longer your Lucien. He is Kinnon's Lucien now. You already said goodbye. You shall not chase after his shadow anymore.

When Ronan got out of the bathroom, the suite was empty. Lillian left after leaving a message on his phone.

"It was a wonderful night, Alpha. See you around."

Ronan furrowed his brows.

What? That's it? Was the woman out of her mind? Should she not be playing the pitiful maiden who just had her innocence stolen and then demanded the man to take responsibility? Ronan's headache intensified. He was not sure whether it was the hangover or Lillian Woodland.

Ronan exited his suite and found Jake and Robin whispering to each other in the corridor. Their facial expressions were grim and their tones were serious.

Ronan raised an eyebrow.

"Good morning, Alpha," both of them greeted him as soon as they caught sight of him.

"What happened?" Ronan asked. If they were gossiping about him and Lillian, he wanted to hear it from their own mouths directly.

Jake swallowed hard.

"Robin just came to report that Lucien Clearwater has gone missing."

two loud noises that occurred one after another. The first one was the loud sound of glass shattering and the second one was the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Fearing for the worst, the residents of the neighborhood immediately called the emergency numbers to report the abnormal sounds. It was not until the sirene of police cars and a fire truck was heard that the inhabitants dared to go out of their homes to see what happened.

It did not take the professionals a long time to replace the source of the noises.

Onlookers at the side of the road could see a gaping hole at one of the top floors in the Seaside View otel where a window wall used to be. Floors beneath the was a heap of wooden, red velvety cloth, and sponge material that were brutally ripped apart, possibly due to the fall.

Although the frame was completely destroyed, it did not take long to recognize that the broken furniture used to be a recliner. Two heart-shaped red pillows were found around a hundred meters away from the broken furniture.

The receptionists were shaken when a bunch of grim-looking, uniformed police officers and firemen marched into the hotel.

"Police. We would like to investigate the top floor area."

One of the poor receptionists trembled when she reported the presence of local authorities in the hotel.

Just when the police officers lost their patience and demanded one of the receptionists to take them upstairs, the hotel manager came down in a hurry to lead them to the presidential suite in question.

.....

The only good thing about the whole incident was that the Seaside View Hotel was managed by werewolves. A group of trained personnel had been prepared a long time ago to address such incidents. Their job was to conceal any clues that would lead to the discovery of the werewolf society.

When the police officers and firemen entered the presidential suite, they were led to the room just beneath the presidential suite floor.

Aside from the broken window, the room looked as if it had been ransacked by a robber. A couple of werewolves were shivering in a corner. While their wounds were attended to by medics, they narrated a story in which a group of gunned robbers barged into the room and took everything that they had.

Said robbers broke through the window in order to escape as fast as possible after they finished raiding the room for valuables.

Inspector John Wilkins who listened to the couple's testimony went to inspect the broken window afterward, but he could not replace anything amiss.

The couple decided to not press charge and just let it be because the stolen valuables were not much. Also, it put too much strain on their mental sanity if they had to testify in court and so on.

After gathering all pieces of evidence and barricading the room, the police officers informed the hotel manager that they would still investigate the case whether or not the couple wanted to press charge.

Inside the car on their way back to the police station, the young police officer who drove the car made a remark.

"That was something, wasn't it, Inspector Wilkins?"

The inspector merely gave a grunt while looking outside the window and watching the streetlights as they passed by quickly.

"Did you uh, did you replace something interesting, Sir?"

The young police officer had just started working a month ago. Not many things happened in Hapsborough City. A mysterious incident that involved the Seaside View Hotel was definitely one of the highlights of the young man's week.

"Hmm."

"Umm... Care to share, Sir? Hahaha..."

Inspector Wilkins turned from the window and stared at the young police officer's head through the driver seat's headrest.

"Do you know any robber who would jump out of a ninetieth floor to escape the crime scene?"

The young police officer frowned. "No, Sir."

"On top of that, it was tempered glass. Just how great the impact must be when the furniture hit the glass?" He pondered.

The young police officer was quiet for a while, then he started babbling.

"Then these robbers must be equipped with hi-tech equipment! Sir, maybe they are like Spiderman. They can just jump to the nearest tree and go down from there and..."

Inspector Wilkins let the young man continue with some imaginary conspiracy theories when he turned his head to look outside the windows again.

What really disturbed him was not the broken window or the strange robbers.

The red recliner looked like a luxurious piece of furniture. It did not fit with the other cream-colored furniture in the ordinary room at all.

Meanwhile, the hotel manager waited until everyone left before he quietly made his way up to the presidential suite floor.

"Alpha, the officers are gone," he reported dutifully.

"Good job."

Kinnon was sitting on a couch in the living room. Two Healers had just finished bandaging his chest and stomach. They wanted to continue with the scratches and bite marks on his arms and neck, but he stopped and dismissed them all instead.

"But Alpha, we are not done yet," one of them protested.

There was a haughty glint across Kinnon's eyes when he lifted his gaze to look at the Healers.

"Who do you think you are speaking to?" he asked.

While he was speaking, the small wounds on his arms started to heal.

After that, the Healer had no more objections. Everyone obediently took their leave.

Kinnon went into the lavish bedroom that had been destroyed thoroughly in a short time.

The bed was broken and the mattress was brutally torn. There were long, deep scratches all over the wall and carpets. Some parts of the wallpaper had been ripped mercilessly off the wall.

Most of the furniture were overturned if not smashed and destroyed completely.

If Inspector Wilkins were there, he would have noticed that a ferocious fight had taken place in the room.

Not between two human beings but between two beasts.