Pursuing My Rejected Alpha
Chapter 31

"Is it Kinnon?" The Alpha demanded to know, his tone dripping with jealousy. "You and I are finally spending time together, but one message from him and you are in such a hurry to get back?" Lucien gaped at the fuming Alpha in front of him. It was unbelievable.

"Ronan, we f****d for half a day and you are still jealous of Kinnon?"

"Why should I not be?" Ronan squeezed Lucien's phone in his hand. He would rather squeeze Kinnon's neck, but the rival was hundreds of miles away.

Seeing that Ronan was close to exploding, Lucien shook his head in disbelief.

"Come here," he said.

"No. I won't let you get away with kisses. I want to know when you will stop paying attention to him, especially when we are being alone!"

Technically, they were not alone. The healer was in the living room, and he could hear every word. But of course Ronan could not care less. Lucien sighed.

.....

He raised his thumb toward Ronan, who stared at him in confusion.

"To unlock my phone," Lucien explained. "I allow you to take a look at what I have been doing."

Eyes full of distrust, the Alpha finally agreed to let Lucien touch his phone. As soon as it was unlocked, though, he quickly took the phone away and started inspecting its content like a vulture. The notification came from Lucien's mailbox. There was an email from a local travel agency.

It contained confirmation for successful booking and payment for two flight tickets for Mr. Lucien Clearwater and Mr. Ronan Silverback.

Ronan could hardly believe it.

When did Lucien plan this trip for the both of them??? How did he not know about it?

On the bed, Lucien shot Ronan a victorious smile.

"How is it? Is Kinnon asking me to go back to Blue Hill City right away?"

Ronan was ashamed of himself. He had nothing good to say. He merely gave Lucien a beseeching look.

On the other side, Lucien rarely managed to get Ronan in this kind of embarrassing situation, so he naturally was not willing to let R onan off the hook so easily.

Leaning back on a stack of pillows behind him, Lucien heaved a long, deep, sorrowful sigh while he cast a look at the hand that was punctured by the IV needle.

"Look at me, I am so pitiful. I run a fever from being toyed with by my boyfriend for hours. He even had the cheek to accuse me of paying attention to another man." Ronan could not take the implied reproach anymore. He climbed on the bed and sealed Lucien's lips with a kiss.

"Lulu, I am sorry," he mumbled after they broke the kiss. He looked so distraught that Lucien could not help but chuckle at his expense.

"You silly, jealous, crazy wolf," he scolded the Alpha.

Ronan threw himself on top of Lucien and cuddled him.

"I am so sorry, my love, my Lulu. You are the absolute best. Where are we going, by the way?" He quickly switched the topic in hope that Lucien would not linger any longer in the previous one. The ticket itinerary only mentioned Snowmelt City. It was located on the far, far, northern side of the continent.

"To meet Kinnon of course," Lucien teased. "Didn't you say that I answer to his summon on spot?"

Ronan buried his face into Lucien's chest like a little spoiled pup.

"Stop talking about him, please," he begged.

Lucien made a dramatic gasp.

"I should stop talking about him? Ronan Silverback, between you and me, who mentioned him first?"

The Alpha growled and bit into Lucien's collarbone.

"Great, now he bites me," Lucien lamented. "You are so difficult to please, Ronan."

Ronan lifted his head and shut Lucien up with another kiss.

"Hmmn..."

Lucien raised his free hand and sank it in Ronan's black hair, gently massaging his scalp.

The two men rolled gently on the bed, immersed in each other's lips, caring for nothing else that happened outside of the bed.

A soft embarrassed cough was heard from the door. Ronan broke the kiss immediately. The poor healer stood at the door, his face red from watching the intimate scene on the bed.

"I am here to exchange Mr. Clearwater's IV drip..."

Ronan quickly got off Lucien's body, prompting the latter to snicker at him.

"Mr. Clearwater, how are you feeling?" the healer asked.

"Much better," Lucien answered perfunctorily.

"This is the last bag. After one more hour, your fever should have disappeared. Nevertheless, I would rather have you not overexert yourself for the day."

Lucien nodded.

"I understand."

"Avoid fried and grilled food for now. Drink a lot and take care to have regular meals with balanced nutrition."

At the mention of food, Lucien gave Ronan an icy look. Ronan sweatdropped. Now that he thought about it, the last meal that they had was brunch before the memorial service. After that, Lucien had only taken a bottle of water! Ronan quickly marched out of the room to search for his own phone. The two young men who cleaned the room had dutifully placed it on the tea table in the living room and attached it to a charger.

Ronan switched it on and saw that there were about 35 missed calls from Jake.

Jake was the person he needed.

The phone barely rang three times before Jake hollered into the phone.

"RONAN! FINALLY! IF YOU NEED TO DEACTIVATE THE MIND LINK, AT LEAST KEEP YOUR PHONE AROUND!"

Ronan cleared his throat.

"What was that?" he asked, pretending not to hear what Jake just said.

Jake too cleared his throat. "I mean, so glad to hear from you again, Alpha."

"Hm. Jake, what did you feed Cassie when she was pregnant?"

Jake thought that his ears were playing a trick on him.

"Pardon?"

"I said, what nutritious food did Cassie eat when she was pregnant?" Ronan repeated his query impatiently.

At the end of the other line, Jake was gaping at the wall in front of him.

Why did Ronan ask this kind of question?

Who was pregnant?

"Who... Who is it for?" Jake heard himself asking.

"Who else? Lucien of course," Ronan answered, a little irritated at the stupid question. "Just send me the list. I have to go. Lucien and I are going on a vacation."

Ronan hung up, leaving Jake with his thoughts alone.

Did the Moon Goddess bestow a special blessing upon Lucien and allow him to get pregnant?

It was going to be their first vacation ever. Ronan was practically floating on seventh heaven.

That day, he catered to Lucien's every whim, feeding him only the most delicious kinds of food that he could get in his paws. Naturally, the Alpha did not even bother looking at the menu booklet when he asked a room attendant to note down his orders. Lucien was unable to prevent Ronan from ordering a twelve-course menu for brunch. Seeing that the hotel attendant did not even flinch upon taking Ronan's order, Lucien understood that they were used to catering to Ronan's senseless requests whenever he stayed in their hotel. Or any Carlton Bay Hotel in the continent, possibly.

One by one, a delectable selection of appetizers, soup, salad, and main courses were served before Lucien and Ronan.

Lucien forced himself to chew through the supposedly nutritious meal, all the while regretting that he did not see a single fried or grilled item on the platters.

It did not matter, because he was just waiting for the dessert to arrive.

When they came to dessert, though, all that Lucien got to eat was a piece of lemon yogurt cake with cream cheese.

Lucien bit his lip in extreme disappointment. He only stared at his cake without even touching it.

Sitting next to him, Ronan had to suppress a burst of laughter. He clapped once, and another serving was brought into the room.

.....

Lucien's eyes lit up in excitement as soon as he saw what was under the last cloche.

It was a serving of banana split ice cream sundae! The three scoops of strawberry, vanilla, and chocolate ice cream were topped with chocolate syrup, maraschino cherries, and sprinkles of roasted nuts.

The corner of Lucien's lips tugged up in a smile. Ronan could not help but pull him closer for a kiss. A happy Lucien was too enchanting.

Lucien gave his lower lip a tiny bite before they parted.

"You naughty Alpha," he scolded with a smile.

"Sorry, it was such a great opportunity," Ronan said with a wink. "Go on, I want to know how you like your real dessert."

Lucien took a spoonful of banana and vanilla ice cream. The heavenly sensation prompted him to moan out of delight. "So good," he praised.

"Don't you want to try some?"

"Sure," Ronan said.

Lucien wanted to feed Ronan from his boat, but Ronan grabbed Lucien's chin and sampled the ice cream from his lips instead.

The Alpha's tongue slithered inside Lucien's oral cavity like a snake, scraping the wall and sucking on Lucien's tongue greedily. If Lucien did not know better, he would think that Ronan want to devour him. Ronan licked the leaking saliva from the corner of Lucien's lips after he ended the kiss.

"Very sweet," he commented with a smile. Ronan found that he could only tolerate sweets when he ate them straight from Lucien's lips.

Red from the unexpectedly passionate kiss, Lucien had nothing to say. Flustered, he merely continued to eat his banana split dessert while Ronan continued to eat his lemon yogurt cake.

Ronan stopped browsing Lucien's phone after spotting the two plane tickets, so he had no idea what Lucien was planning. That did not stop him from being curious.

The Alpha kept bugging Lucien to tell him, but Lucien merely handed Ronan his phone as an answer.

"Check for yourself if you want," he challenged him.

Ronan of course did not want to give Lucien another reason to make him feel guilty later, so he gracefully refused his fated mate's generosity.

In the end, Ronan could only be patient and let Lucien take him wherever he wanted to.

While Lucien took a nap after the fulfilling brunch, Ronan googled for some information about their destination.

Snowmelt City, against its name, was a city that was covered in snow six months in a year. The remaining months were split into autumn, summer, and spring, but the number of warm days could be counted with fingers.

The weather station showed that the current local temperature was around -11 degrees Celcius. Since Lucien was still recovering from fever, Ronan decided to get the both of them thick winter clothing to ensure that Lucien would feel comfortable throughout their precious vacation.

When Lucien woke up around dinner time, Ronan proudly showed him what he bought while Lucien was resting.

Thick winter jackets.

Thick winter boots.

Thick winter hats.

Thick winter gloves.

Thick winter scarves.

He even paid attention to picking different colors for them. Ronan had the black one while Lucien had the white one.

"How do you even know my size?" Lucien asked with a frown. He was surprised to replace that Ronan managed to get him the right size for everything.

What an odd question, Ronan thought to himself. How could he not know? He had been messing around with Lucien enough to know his perfect measurements.

The day passed quickly in peace. After the plentiful brunch, they settled for a humble dinner of mushroom lasagna and sauteed asparagus with garlic. Of course it was Ronan who selected the dishes.

After going through a series of bad meals with Lucien, Ronan was not willing to let Lucien pick the food ever again.

At night, Lucien still refused to engage in s****l intercourse with Ronan, but he agreed to sleep naked in Ronan's arms.

The Alpha hugged his lover from behind and squeezed his p***s through Lucien's thigh. It rubbed intimately against Lucien's slender one. Although Ronan longed to make love to Lucien again, he did not want Lucien to swear off s*x altogether. The Alpha decided to patiently wait until Lucien gave him the green light.

After breakfast the next morning, they took a cab to the airport. Inside the cab, Ronan suddenly remembered something else.

"Lulu, send me pictures of the belt," he said.

"Right. Of course."

Ronan then forwarded the pictures to Jake, with the instruction to "replace the original owner of the belt in the Silverback family and the person who later received the belt as a gift."

The Snowmelt City was covered in a thick layer of snow. The temperature was so low that breath came out as fog that quickly dissipated into the air.

Ronan pulled Lucien's coat tighter around his slender frame.

"Bundle up," he whispered into his lover's ear. "Else you will get sick."

A sweet smile appeared on Lucien's face. His cheeks were reddish from cold, giving him unintended blush.

"Mmn," Lucien mumbled. In return, he wrapped Ronan's scarf tighter around the man's neck and tucked the ends into his jacket. "You too, don't get sick."

Ronan grabbed Lucien's hand, intertwining their fingers as they walked slowly out of the arrival area.

"I can't wait to get to the hotel soon," Ronan said, shivering despite the thick layers of clothes around his body.

If it were up to him, he would have picked a warmer destination. Maybe a tropical island in Asia. They could swim or sunbathe during the day and then melt in each other's arms at night.

Alas, Lucien chose to go to a cold place. It was already a miracle that he took initiative to plan the vacation, so Ronan did not want to complain.

.....

Generally, they could go to the North Pole and Ronan would still say that it was an amazing experience. He was willing to go anywhere as long as Lucien was with him.

Lucien turned to Ronan and said, "The hotel is about three hours from here."

Ronan was baffled. The airport was not exactly located in a remote place. It was only thirty minutes away from the center of the city. So why did they need three hours to reach the hotel? "Um, alright."

After they got inside a cab again, Ronan found out why exactly it took three hours. They were not heading toward the city at all. They were heading in the opposite direction, away from the city.

The trip to the hotel did not go smoothly. They were unlucky enough to be caught in the middle of a snowstorm when they were halfway there. In order to not end up in an unwanted accident, they had to stop at a nearby inn to wait for the storm to settle and also to rest a little.

The inn was bustling with a lot of guests who, like Ronan and Lucien, were traveling somewhere in the snowstorm.

Ronan ordered three cups of warm malt wine for him, Lucien, and the cab driver. The hot liquor quickly warmed up their bodies. Ronan sighed in delight as he put down his cup on the counter.

Lucien had not even finished half of his cup.

"What is it?" Ronan asked while caressing Lucien's cold cheek. "Don't you like it?"

"I don't like alcoholic beverages," Lucien admitted.

"Drink it anyway, it will keep you warm. We still have one to two hours of travel time before we reach the hotel, right?"

Lucien nodded. After he finished the cup, he pulled a disgusted face.

"Never again," he mumbled.

When the snowstorm stopped, everyone in the inn cheered. One by one, the guests started pouring out. Ronan and Lucien too resumed their trip to the hotel.

It took two hours until they reached the hotel.

Or to be more precise, the hut.

Ronan's jaw dropped open when they stood before the old, wooden building with an askew signboard hanging on top of it. The words "Ice Cabin" were written on the signboard.

Ronan sneaked a glance at Lucien. The latter did not look surprised at all. He knew that they were heading to this dilapidated house.

Ronan groaned in his head.

Oh, Goddess.

Of course. He should have known that this was going to happen. Lucien was not exactly swimming in money.

Where did he have the money to plan this kind of trip for the two of them?

Lucien must have emptied his savings just to give Ronan this surprise.

Ronan's heart was hurting immensely. He knew that Lucien meant well, and truthfully Ronan could not care less where they ended up as long as they were together, but they should not have to stay in this horrible place! Ronan had money!

He had lots of money!

He could afford to buy a whole hotel in Snowmelt City!

Lucien reached out for the doorknob, but Ronan stopped him.

"Lulu, wait."

The man furrowed his brows at the Alpha. Was Ronan not in a hurry to get to the hotel? Why was he dallying around now?

"What's wrong?"

Ronan swallowed hard. What was the best way to tell his lover that the place he picked was awful and might not even have a proper heating system?

"Lulu, uh... Why don't we stay in another place?" He asked with a smile as charming as he could conjure under the circumstances.

Lucien raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Because, uh... I think we can get a better place."

"There is no better place," Lucien replied. "This is the only one in this area."

"Lucien, I mean... I am sure that I can get a better one. Why don't you let me handle it?"

Lucien crossed his arms before his chest and cocked his head to the side.

"If you are so sure, you can point the direction and I will reserve it for us."

Ronan cleared his throat again. He knew that Lucien could not afford more than this sad hut, but how could he say it nicely?

"That, uh, why not just let me pay for a change?"

Lucien narrowed his eyes at Ronan. His lips were pulled into a thin line.

"Oh, now I know what is going on. Ronan Silverback, do you think I cannot afford the kind of lodging that is befitting of a high-born Alpha such as yourself?"

Ronan smacked a hand against his face.

This was his greatest fear.

Why must Lucien always land at the worst conclusion???

Seeing that Ronan did not bother to deny it, Lucien snorted in annoyance.

"Ronan Silverback, don't you look down at me. Come with me now. I am not giving you another choice."

Ronan followed Lucien into the old wooden building reluctantly. The interior was as bad as the exterior. There was an odd smell that permeated the room. Ronan wrinkled his nose in unconcealed disgust when he saw suspicious black stains at the corners of the

room.

Lucien approached what seemed to be a receptionist counter. He rang the call bell and waited. Not long afterward, a young man emerged from the back.

"Hello!" He happily greeted Lucien. "Mr. Clearwater and Mr. Silverback, correct? We have been expecting you."

"Yes," Lucien answered curtly.

"Please follow me," the young man slipped out from behind the counter.

Ronan groaned in his heart.

The building only had two stories. Apparently, they were going to stay in one of the pathetic rooms in the second story.

But the young man did not go up the stairs. Instead, he grabbed his wool jacket and then slipped out of the entrance door.

Ronan gaped at the open door.

Lucien gave Ronan shifty eyes before he went after the young man.

Ronan's instinct told him that he just messed up again, but he was not sure in what way. In order to placate his fated mate, the Alpha grabbed the handle of Lucien's luggage out of his hand.

Lucien gave Ronan a look.

Ronan flashed him his most brilliant smile.

"My love, you must be tired. Why don't I carry your luggage for you?"

Lucien humphed.

"Suit yourself," he said, letting go of his luggage and walking away with empty hands.

The three people walked for almost ten minutes to reach their real destination. Once they arrived, Ronan widened his eyes in disbelief.

Around twenty-something glass igloos were spread across the vast snow terrains. Sturdy pine trees, covered in snow, stood tall between the igloos. Separated by a few rows of pine trees were a bunch of wooden cabins.

The young man led them to one of the glass igloos, opened the door, and handed Lucien the key.

Flashing them both a toothy grin, he said, "Enjoy your stay!"

Wordlessly, Lucien walked into the glass igloo. He turned on the light and turned on the heater.

It was almost remarkable how the igloo resembled a studio apartment greatly.

As soon as they walked in, there was a bathroom to their left and a small kitchen to their right.

The bathroom was rather small for Ronan's taste, but it had enough space for a shower and sauna. The small kitchen had two cooking stoves. There were some basic cooking appliances in the overhead cupboard and a microwave in the corner.

At the end of the corridor, taking up the largest area of the glass igloo was a lavish bedroom with a queen-sized bed. Dim lights burned in the flower-shaped lampshades on the nightstands at each side of the bed.

The glass igloo allowed the inhabitants to have a clear view of the sky.

In winter, the sun set earlier. When Lucien and Ronan arrived at the glass igloo, the sky was slowly turning dark. The stars appeared as specks of light in the dark blue sky.

Ronan put the luggage aside and went to hug his lover from behind.

"Well?" Lucien turned his head slightly toward Ronan. "Do you still have any other complaints?"

Ronan snuggled against the side of Lucien's neck affectionately.

"How can I? My beautiful mate has taken me to heaven. I do not wish to go back to the mortal world at all."

Lucien scoffed. He turned around and pushed Ronan toward the bed.

Grinning, Ronan happily complied. Lucien forced Ronan to lay on top of the bed, and then he climbed after Ronan and straddled his lap.

A soft sigh escaped Ronan's lips when his manhood rubbed against Lucien's through their thick pants.

He placed both of his hands at Lucien's waist.

"Careful there," he whispered.

Ignoring Ronan's warning, Lucien grabbed the huge bulge and squeezed it.

"Uhh..."

Ronan shut his eyes and bit into his lip. He grabbed into the fur quilt, trying hard not to give in to Lucien's temptation.

Lucien had to smile when he looked at Ronan's expression.

Ronan sighed in relief when Lucien climbed off the bed, but then he almost stopped breathing when he saw what Lucien did.

Lucien took off his clothes, discarding layer after layer onto the floor, until he stood stark naked before Ronan.

"Follow me," he said mysteriously before he transformed into his wolf form and trotted out of the igloo.

Ronan was stunned for a few seconds before he snapped back into reality. He undressed himself and quickly transformed.

Outside of the igloo, the moon was hanging low in the sky.

Lucien was waiting for him, his caramel-colored eyes shone brightly in the dark.

'Ronan,' Lucien spoke through the Mind Link. 'Let Beowulf out. Let the wolves spend some time together.'

'Sure.'

Ronan gladly stepped back and let Beowulf come out to play for a change. His wolf was ecstatic.

'WOOHAWWWW!!!'

He jumped around like a maniac, bumping against Landon who had been given control over Lucien's body. Landon kissed Beowulf and urged the latter to follow him.

The two giant wolves slipped into the forest, racing against each other as they trekked along the snowy hills.

It was an amazing experience, unlike anything that Ronan and Lucien could have in their human forms. Beowulf and Landon were able to climb the highest peaks within minutes and walk along steep slopes to reach secret places that remained untouched by human

beings.

A lot of wild animals were active at night. They went out to replace food to bring home to their offspring.

The two giant wolves came across a lot of regular wolves and foxes that darted quickly past them to avoid unwanted confrontations with the two strangers.

After running around for some time, they decided to relax by a frozen lake. The two wolves cuddled against each other, rolling around the snowy ground intimately.

Ronan could feel a heavy s****I urge gradually building in Beowulf. The black wolf then lowered his head and licked at Landon's rear hole.

'Oh, oh,' Ronan thought.

'Um, Beowulf, maybe you should not...

Ronan was pretty sure that Landon was not going to agree. Was Lucien not still sore down there?

But then the wolf with red-golden fur simply gave Beowulf one look before he stretched himself and lay on his stomach.

Ronan shut up within an instant.

With a domineering growl, Beowulf rose to his feet and positioned himself behind Landon.

'Oh, Goddess.'

When Beowulf started mounting Landon, both Ronan and Lucien shut away their consciousness as soon as possible. Although they had f****d each other many times before, it was too awkward to watch the same thing happening between their wolves. Landon whimpered when Beowulf entered him. The latter shifted his weight on top of Landon to pin him down. He then pumped rapidly into Landon. His vigorous movement caused Landon to growl with delight. After some time, Beowulf jerked violently and successfully knotted Landon.

.....

They remained in that position for a long time, until Beowulf finished ejaculating inside Landon and the knot deflated.

Knowing that they might not get another chance to be together again in their wolf forms, the two wolves did it again a few times.

By the time Ronan and Lucien were called back to occupy their bodies, they were standing naked inside the shower.

Lucien shot Ronan a grim look.

Ronan put his hands up and shook his head.

"It wasn't me. I swear. Beowulf didn't tell me that he planned to... Cough."

Lucien pursed his lips and threw a towel at Ronan's face.

"I am going to shower first," he announced before closing the glass door.

Ronan leaned against the door frame and asked seductively, "Do you need help to clean up?"

"I need food," came the disgruntled answer. "Go get us some decent dinner."

Ronan laughed.

He put a bathrobe on and called for some room service.

Lucien needed some time to clean himself. By the time he got out of the bathroom, the cinnamon buns and salmon soup had turned cold.

Ronan was standing in front of the microwave. He knew that he could use it to warm up the food but he did not know how.

Of course he did not. Ronan was used to having servants around to wait on his hand and foot ever since he was small. Lucien was not the same. Although he too was a little prince in his pack, his parents did not hire servants to take care of their home. Lucien and Annalynne were used to splitting household chores with their parents.

"Ronan," Lucien pulled at Ronan's arm. "Go take a shower. Let me take care of this one."

Ronan gave his lover a broad smile. He pulled Lucien into a hug and sniffed the refreshing scent of lavender soap from his body.

"You smell so good," he crooned.

"You smell like sweat and dirt," Lucien replied ruthlessly.

"Now go take a bath," he added, pushing Ronan away with a finger.

Instead of going into the bathroom, Ronan threw himself at Lucien and gave him a messy kiss. Lucien had to literally kick Ronan into the bathroom.

"Lecher!" he shouted before closing the glass door. Ronan laughed inside the bathroom. Meanwhile, Lucien fumed while heating the soup and bread for dinner.

When Ronan came out in his pajamas, Lucien already set up a small dining table near the glass windows. He had two pillows lying on the floor. One for him and one for Ronan. The Alpha took a seat on the only remaining pillow and glanced at the amazing view outside. It was breathtakingly beautiful.

Although werewolf packs were spread across the continent, they usually chose to stay in warmer areas. If ever they travel to cold places like this, it is usually due to business purposes.

The Silverback family might be filthy rich, but Ronan grew up in a strict environment that did not allow him to go and have fun. He had the money to go on vacation anywhere, but he had no one to go with.

Unexpectedly, Lucien took the initiative to take Ronan out of his comfort zone and allow him to enjoy this magical time.

Ronan supported his chin on the table while he gazed at Lucien lovingly.

Feeling self-conscious, Lucien furrowed his brows. "What is it? Not hungry?"

Ronan chuckled. He tore at a cinnamon bun and stuffed the soft bread into his mouth. It tasted heavenly. Ronan did not know he was that hungry until he started gobbling up the food on the table.

"Oh, so good," he sighed when he was done.

Lucien put away the dishes in a small plastic container outside for the hotel staff to get later on. He then poured them two cups of hot cocoa and added some marshmallows.

"Thanks," Ronan said when Lucien handed him the cup of cocoa.

He pulled Lucien into a hug as they sat side-by-side on the pillows.

"Don't get mad, Lulu, but how can you afford this trip?"

Lucien sipped at his cup and gave Ronan shifty eyes.

"You really think that I am that poor, don't you?"

Ronan chuckled.

"I don't want to say that out loud but come on. I don't mean to be rude. I just don't want you to burn a hole in your pocket for this trip."

"You don't have to concern yourself about my finance," Lucien quipped. "Just stop complaining and enjoy the trip."

Ronan flashed Lucien a grin. "Oh, did I get myself a rich wife by chance?"

Lucien flushed a bright pink when he heard the word "wife". They had not talked about marriage yet. It was too early to even think about that. Right now, Lucien simply wanted to enjoy a relaxing vacation with Ronan. When they went back, they had to start thinking

about other things. The belt. The discussion with Kinnon. The continuation of the Silent Walkers Pack.

Even though Lucien did not respond to his words, his adorable reaction did not escape Ronan's eyes. He set his cup on the wooden floor and pulled Lucien to sit on his lap.

Putting his arms around Lucien's waist, the Alpha whispered into Lucien's ear, "By the way, when will we establish our mating bond?"