Pursuing My Rejected Alpha
Chapter 58

"Mommy!"

Ralph Youngshaper rushed on his little feet toward Lucien, who was bending down to pick up the pot shards.

"Mommy, don't touch them! Let the big sisters help with that!" the little blond boy pushed Lucien's hands away from the sharp edges.

Lucien patted Ralph's head affectionately. "How can we let girls get wounded? Men must never put women in danger, do you understand, Ralph?" Near them, the maids swooned in delight. Apparently, there was one more gentleman left on earth. Chivalry had yet to go extinct!

Ralph tilted his head in confusion. He thought for a while, and then he pointed at the nearby guards.

"Then let the big brothers take care of it."

The maids suppressed their giggles so hard that their stomachs started to hurt.

.....

Either the little Alpha heir did not get what Lucien was trying to teach him, or he was that proficient in avoiding work.

Before Lucien could stop Ralph, he ran toward the poker-faced guards and pulled at their hands.

"Come, come, come and help my Mommy."

The guards complied without a question. It made Lucien feel even worse.

"I am sorry," he sincerely apologized when they came over.

Wordlessly, the guards bowed their heads in respect and started to pick the shards off the ground one by one while Ralph dragged at Lucien's hand, urging him to go back. "Mommy, sit down. Sit down, you must be tired."

"Alright, Ralphy."

Lucien returned to the garden bench to enjoy a little more of the morning sun.

After being sick for some time and then lying inside cold pond water for three days and three nights, Lucien's body became rather stiff. In order to return his agility and strength to The Healer thus ordered him to partake in a strict training regime and proper, nutritious diet.

In the morning, Lucien had to walk around the pack house for an hour before sitting down to take in some sunlight for twenty minutes. In the after noon it would be some training with the pack's warriors.

His meals were always packed with nutrients.

Having swallowed almost nothing during the time that he was under the influence of the ancient poison, Lucien's body was not used to taking in a huge amount of food.

He still tried his best to eat as much as possible to rebuild his body.

Otherwise, he was going to be useless forever.

Thankfully, Ralph was more than happy to accompany Lucien every day, walking with him, eating with him, and cheering him like a cute fairy from the side of the training arena. After Lucien sat back down, the little boy climbed onto his lap and put his little arms around Lucien's neck.

"Hmm," he cooed after sniffing at Lucien. "Mommy smells good again."

Lucien unwittingly felt around his nape. The scar from the mating night remained, but being away from Ronan did dilute the latter's scent on him a lot. Ronan...

Lucien cuddled the little boy in his arms.

He missed his mate terribly.

After Ronan left him in the Night Prowler Pack House, he neither contacted him nor visited him. Not even once.

Lucien too was unable to contact Ronan. He did not know where his phone was, and no one in the pack house allowed him to make a call.

A lot of things happened out there while Lucien was locked up inside the Night Prowler Pack House.

Day by day, Kinnon and Bjorn came back from outside and gave him some updates.

The last thing that Lucien remembered before he lost consciousness was the honest conversation that he had with Ronan.

Ronan told him that the baby in Lillian's belly was not his. And that he and Lillian were working together to uncover a certain villain's misdeeds.

Being at death's door, at that time Lucien only had enough time to care about the first part of the revelation.

Once he recovered, he started to care about the second part.

Who was this person who actively worked to bring chaos within the werewolf community? He was even bold enough to trigger a war between the two strongest werewolf packs on the continent.

Once Kinnon put a name to the unknown figure, Lucien was stunned. He had expected to hear from an embittered person who had maybe been shunned from society for a long time.

It was almost surreal, because who would have guessed that the perpetrator was a frail, old lady?

It was Lucrethia Woodland, Lillian Woodland's grandmother.

After seeing Lucrethia Woodland's photograph once, Lucien was able to connect the dots. She was the woman he met at the St. Clarence hospital back then. She laced the candied plums with poison, and ate them together with him. Her plan succeeded because the poison only worked for him, not for her.

How wicked, and at the same time brilliant.

Once Lucien heard that Lucrethia Woodland had been detained along with the entire Woodland family members, he demanded to attend the trial.

Naturally, both Kinnon and Bjorn were heavily against it.

"Your mate entrusted you to our pack for safekeeping," Kinnon had told him while grabbing him by the shoulders. "Please don't be rash. Don't go anywhere. I don't know what to do if something happens to you."

"I am not an object that you need to keep safe," Lucien pointed out. "I am more than capable to protect myself."

"No one said that you can't. Just humor me, alright? Stay here with Ralph."

Initially, Lucien thought that Kinnon wanted him to stay with Ralph because he was worried for Ralph's safety. Considering how far Lucrethia Woodland's claws might reach, it would not be paranoid to believe that she might still want to try to kill Ralph. For the little boy's sake, Lucien thus quickly agreed.

His resolution turned into amazement the next morning when he saw Bjorn during breakfast. The Beta was also ordered to stay at the pack house to protect not only Ralph but also Lucien.

"Is everything alright, Lucien?"

Lucien looked up and saw Bjorn's smiling face as he approached his bench.

"Yes, everything is wonderful. Any news about the trial?"

"I am expecting to hear some news soon. In fact..."

His words were cut by the ringing sound of his phone.

"Yes, Rickard, is it over?"

The person at the other end of the line screamed so loudly that even Lucien could hear him.

"BETA!!! THE WEREWOLF COUNCIL HEADQUARTERS HAD COLLAPSED!!!"

Oh, no.

Lucien rose to his feet. He put Ralph down and stumbled away from the garden bench.

"LUCIEN!"

Bjorn grabbed Lucien's shoulders hard and stopped him in his track.

Lucien raised his head and gave the bigger man a bewildered look.

"I have to go," he said. "Ronan needs me. He..."

"You can't!" Bjorn insisted. "I will go. I promise you that he will be just fine. You wait here and..."

"NO!"

Lucien pushed hard at Bjorn's shoulders.

.....

"Stop coddling me!" he shouted angrily.

Not wanting to waste any more words with Bjorn, Lucien transformed into his wolf form in an instant and ran past Bjorn, ignoring the latter's calls.

The sudden appearance of a giant wolf with a brown-red coat from within the Night Prowler Pack House's periphery was so unexpected that the guards were not sure what to do at first.

Lucien had never shown his wolf form within the pack house boundaries, and not many people could quickly connect the wolf form to the human form.

In the end, it took a while for the guards to chase after Lucien, who had by then disappeared into the woods, leaving not even a cloud of dust behind.

The giant wolf ran in the direction of Hapsborough City, taking every shortcut he could get while enduring the natural barriers that kept impending his journey.

A thousand leaves and branches smacked his face and huge protruding roots kept trying to trip him, but Lucien did not slow down even for a second.

After running non-stop for almost two hours, he finally arrived at North Ridge Forest. It looked exactly the same, save for one important detail.

Lucien's heart lurched to the bottom of his stomach when he saw that the gigantic Moon Goddess statue was no longer there.

It was almost as if it was swallowed whole by the earth. In its place was a huge cloud of dust that extended at least ten meters above the ground.

Lucien howled into the sky once before he dashed in the direction of the Werewolf Council Headquarters, or where it was before it was completely destroyed.

The scene that greeted him was complete chaos.

The ancient building that used to house representatives of each pack and serve as the pivotal core of the werewolf community had been reduced to a tragic heap of stones. It was buried under the broken fragments of the Moon Goddess Statue. The Moon Goddess' head lay sideways on the ground, having been separated from her stone body.

Close up, her expression looked grim and cold.

Scattered around the area were at least two hundred werewolves in various circumstances.

Some were in their human forms, some in their wolf forms. Almost all of them were wounded to various degrees. The thick smell of blood and gunpowder pervaded the air, the fine dust irritated Lucien's eyes even from a distance. Lucien howled into the sky again before he dashed among the wounded werewolves in search of someone he knew. Anyone.

He passed by a lot of wolves, some he had to take a better look at, and some looked up at him with empty, haunting gazes.

'Lulu!!!'

Lucien halted in his track right away as soon as he heard someone calling his name via Mind Link. Some distance away to his left side, another wolf in a similar coat ran in his direction.

It was Annalynne.

'Anna!' Lucien barked at his sister.

'Lulu!!!'

The siblings rubbed against each other as a form of greeting while inhaling each other's scent.

Lucien smelled blood on Annalynne.

'Where are you hurt?' he demanded to know.

Annalynne shook her head, there were tears in her eyes. 'I am not. Kendra is!

'How is she?'

'She got hurt when she escaped... Lulu, why are you here alone? What happened? Ronan said that...

Lucien ignored Annalynne's incessant questions and focused on the person whose name Annalynne just mentioned.

'Where is Ronan? What happened???'

Annalynne's voice shook from distress when she recounted what happened that morning.

'The... The trial of Elijah Summertide was put on hold as Kieran Locksworth, the new Alpha of the Ironclad Claws pack accused Lucrethia Woodland of some unspeakable crimes...

And then because Lucrethia is, well, a member of a pack, all of the relevant parties were gathered in the hearing chamber to conduct the hearing.

It turned out that she really is guilty.

And then, just when Mr. Gregor Gravecrown told her that she could no longer pretend that she was not guilty, she... she...

'What is it, Anna?' Lucien asked impatiently.

'That... That hateful witch apparently planted a few explosives in the headquarters. After detonating the first ones, she transformed and slipped away in the middle of chaos. We all had to transform and ran away before the whole building came crashing on us. Oh, Lulu... Annalynne whined.

'I saw Ronan going in that direction,' Annalynne nodded toward the woods. 'He was chasing after the hag, I think...' Lucien nuzzled against his sister's cheek.

'You stay here with others and take care of Kendra. Help is going to arrive real soon. I am going to go after Ronan. 'Lulu, don't go...!!!'

Lucien ran toward the woods, leaving Annalynne behind. His sister's calls diminished into nothing as the distance between them grew. A faint salty sandalwood scent in the air told Lucien that Ronan did go in the direction that Annalynne showed him. Unfortunately, that was not all.

It also guided him to a bunch of other wolves. These unclaimed wolves were lurking between the trees like ghosts. Their malicious aura bled through, reflected in the pairs of gleaming eyes that were overflowing with murderous intent.

Six giant wolves ended up surrounding Lucien, baring their fangs at him in a threatening manner. More of them hid some distance away, ready to offer their support whenever needed.

'These pathetic bunch of wolves, Landon growled.

'Can I go crazy now, Lucien?'

'You know what? Go ahead. And make it fast,' Lucien added before handing over control to Landon.

'Yes, Sir.

Landon happily took over and pounced at the first wolf as fast as lightning. When the other five wolves recovered from shock and launched themselves at Landon, the latter flung the first wolf against them.

They might all be alpha wolves, but Landon was the fiercest of them all. He tossed his enemies around, treating them like used rag dolls. After getting smashed around mercilessly, eventually those who could still walk limped away as fast as possible. The lurking wolves in the distance had all run away upon seeing the way Landon manhandled their unfortunate comrades.

'That's it?' Landon clicked his tongue in displeasure when the fun ended after a short time.

His spirit quickly plummeted to the ground.

'And I thought that Lucrethia would have prepared a squad of fine fighters to entertain us!

'They are clearly rogue werewolves who belong to no pack. I doubt that Lucrethia bothered to train them before sending them off to missions, Lucien explained to him.

Landon scoffed.

'Basically, she is just using them. These wolves are nothing but consumables for her!

.....

'Sadly, yes!

Landon sniffed the air for Ronan's scent.

'Ronan is further ahead. Let's go!'

'Ok.

With Landon's speed, it did not take long before they arrived at their destination.

One look at the fallen trees sufficed to tell Lucien that a fierce battle had taken place in the area. There were blood traces on the ground and on the fallen trunks.

And yet, neither Ronan nor Lucrethia was visible.

Lucien bent his head and sniffed at the blood. Some of it was Ronan's, but most of it wasn't.

'That old hag is hurt quite badly,' Landon remarked.

'I cannot hear any sound. It must have ended.

Lucien swallowed hard.

'But how did it end? Why are they not here?'

'Let's walk a little more,' Landon suggested.

Lucien trotted further into the woods. After walking for a while, he arrived at Eternal Sleep Lake.

Near the lake, a giant black wolf towered majestically. Ronan's eyes were trained on a bleeding heap on the grass field. The shallow rise and fall of her back was the only proof that the other wolf was still alive. 'Ronan!!!'

Ronan turned his head to the side.

'Lulu...'

Lucien ran toward his mate, who quickly put himself between Lucrethia and Lucien while growling menacingly at their enemy.

Lucrethia raised her eyes to look at Ronan and Lucien. She then transformed into her human form.

Minus the fur coat that camouflaged her wounds, her appearance was extremely unsightly. The last fight with Ronan had caused her flesh to be torn in a few spots. Her body was maimed in a grotesque way, some bones were broken and some joints dislocated. Judging from the blood that coated Ronan's muzzle and neck, it was easy to guess who inflicted all those wounds on Lucrethia.

"Heh. Heh, heh, heh..." Lucrethia cackled.

"I am already like this, Alpha Ronan. Do you really think I have the... the energy to attack your mate one last time?"

The elderly struggled to breathe.

Ronan growled, not letting Lucrethia out of his sight at all.

The two pairs of greenish-blue eyes looked into each other. The man's gaze was full of disdain and l**t for vengeance. Lucrethia scoffed.

"You remind me so much of that man," she said.

"Men who think that women are less worthy... less capable."

Lucrethia coughed and choked out a mouthful of blood. She made a crackling, wet noise whenever she took a breath.

"Katreena, she... She could do... so... so much more..."

Lucrethia closed her eyes and lay her head on the ground.

"My daughter... She promised. She promised that Katreena will... But no... The Silverback family... And I was... Already humbled myself so much..."

Close to her death, Lucrethia was forced to remember the man she hated so much.

Lionel Woodland.

It was bad enough that Lionel completely disregarded her wish to establish Katreena's claim to the Alpha throne, but must he ruin Katreena's future? Lucrethia had worked really hard to establish a good relationship with the Silverback family.

She had done everything she could to get on the then Alpha's and Luna's good sides. She had even received the belt from the Luna!

Katreena was supposed to marry into the Silverback family and become the Luna of the mighty Infinite Eclipse Pack.

Lucrethia did not even mind that Dane Silverback was a debauched man who had already sired pups outside of his pack.

All that Lucrethia wanted was for Katreena to marry into a strong pack.

Lionel Woodland, the bitter man, had ensured that Lucrethia's plans for Katreena literally crashed and burned.

He sent her so far, so far away...

Lucrethia hated Lionel Woodland.

In the end, Dane Silverback was betrothed to Adele Fangblade, her niece.

She hated Dane Silverback's parents.

She hated how Dane's mother had grabbed her hand and told her how sorry she was that Katreena could not marry into the Silverback family.

What "Heartmates"?

It was all a lie.

A lie!

And then Lillian... Lillian had chased Ronan for months. And what happened in the end? Ronan abandoned her for a man.

Heh.

Life was so funny.

The Moon Goddess was so funny.

Lucrethia sneered to herself.

"You could have been my grandson," she whispered in a low voice. "Or my grandson-in-law..."

"If only..."

"I..."

"Kat...ree...na..."

Even up until the last moments of her life, Lucrethia was unable to let go of her ambitions.

After breathing laboriously a few more times, the elderly breathed out her last. The light in her eyes slowly went away, replaced by cold and eternal darkness.

Ronan took a deep breath.

She had passed.

Their greatest nemesis, the person who caused them all grief for months had finally died.

Overwhelmed by both relief and immeasurable exhaustion, energy drained from Ronan's body and he slumped against Lucien.

'Ronan!!!'

Ronan wanted to tell Lucien that he was alright, but he lost consciousness before he could say it out loud or via Mind Link.

In the afternoon, dark clouds gathered above their heads and sent heavy rain to the earth.

It was almost as if the Moon Goddess was mourning yet another horrid incident that resulted in inevitably massive casualties.

The St. Clarence hospital again became busy that week, with prominently Alphas and Betas of a lot of packs rolling into the wards.

When a wounded werewolf arrived at the hospital, at least one angry and inconsolable family member was expected to show up at the reception table, demanding to see the said patient. While the ground floor was ruled by chaos with hospital staff running here and there to appease both the distressed family members and the patients, the patient wards were relatively calm. Lucien Clearwater sat by Ronan's bedside while the latter was lying on the bed with his eyes tightly shut.

"Alpha Ronan has some minor injuries, but none of them were life-threatening. The bite- and claw wounds will disappear by tomorrow morning."

"Alright. Thank you, Doctor," Lucien replied.

After the doctor excused himself, Lucien tucked Ronan properly under the blanket. He pressed a kiss on Ronan's forehead before he went out and knocked at the adjacent ward's door.

.....

"Come in," Lady Adele Fangblade's voice was heard.

She turned her head to look at the person who just came in. When she saw that it was Lucien, she immediately melted into a pool of tears.

"Lucien."

"Lady Fangblade."

Lucien pulled the elder woman into a hug.

"I am so happy to see you again."

Lady Fangblade cupped Lucien's face in her hands after the latter loosened his embrace.

"Hi," she said with a smile. "I am so sorry for causing unnecessary grief to the both of you."

From the bed, a scoffing sound was heard.

Dane Silverback was lying on his stomach and glaring at the two people who acted as if he weren't there.

"What do you mean, unnecessary? If it weren't for me, that hag would have gotten away with it!"

Lady Fangblade heaved a sigh.

"The doctor told you to stay put. You are an old man already, so stop acting like you are still the young man from thirty years ago."

Dane Silverback's mouth dropped open in disbelief.

"Just who do you think I hurt my back for? Ouch! Ouch!!!"

Lady Fangblade ignored Dane and turned to talk to Lucien as if Dane were not scowling and growling furiously behind her.

"Is my son alright?"

"Yes. He is just sleeping now. He will wake up soon."

Lady Fangblade sighed out of relief.

"A lot of things had happened. We all need to heal."

Lucien agreed.

"Then, I will go now. Take care Lady Fangblade, Mr. Dane."

Lady Fangblade gave Lucien a kiss on the cheek while Dane scoffed at him.

Lucien could hear the couple arguing before he even closed the door behind him. Although he did not know how the husband and wife used to get along with each other, he had a feeling that the atmosphere between them was rather amicable.

Lucien walked down a few flights of stairs and turned into a corridor that led to Kendra's ward.

"Kendra," he called as he went inside without knocking.

That was an eye-opening experience that taught Lucien the importance of knocking on doors.

Inside the ward, Kendra was lying unconscious on the bed. Sitting by her bedside, Lowell and Annalynne were eating each other's faces. Or that was what it looked like from Lucien's perspective.

His older brother instinct kicked in right away and he hollered at the insolent man who dared to sully his sister's lips.

"Get away from her, you beast!!!"

The lovebirds quickly broke apart in fright.

"Mi... Mr. Clearwater, I..." Lowell stammered nervously.

"Lulu!!!"

Annalynne's face glowed bright red.

"OUT!" Lucien hissed at the man.

Lowell quickly left the ward before Lucien tore him into shreds.

"This is a hospital," he glared at his sister. "Not a place for romantic affairs!"

Not to mention that they were kissing in Kendra's presence. Shameless!

Annalynne pursed her lips.

"Fine," she said.

Lucien took a seat next to Annalynne and felt her forehead.

"How are you?"

"I am good."

Annalynne pointed at her right elbow.

"I only scraped my elbow on my way out. Otherwise, I am fine."

Lucien pulled Annalynne into his arms and pressed a kiss on top of her head.

"It must be scary," he softly whispered. "I am sorry that you had to go through that."

Annalynne nodded and returned Lucien's hug.

"What's scarier was hearing what happened to you. Lulu, I never knew that someone could be so evil. If she had succeeded, I... I don't know what I would have done."

Annalynne's fingers clutched at Lucien's back.

"Lulu, I... If you died back then, I will never be happy again."

"Silly girl," Lucien said with a chuckle. "You have a bright future ahead of you. You still have Mom, Dad, and Lowell."

"It's not the same," Annalynne insisted. "I will survive, but I can't be happy if you are not around. If... If that hag had targeted me instead, what would you have done?"

That was a good question. The answer was quite simple, though.

If Lucrethia had done to Annalynne what she did to him, Lucien might have ripped her into pieces so that she did not even end up with an intact corpse.

"No one is touching you as long as I am alive," Lucien said with determination. "This I swear to the Moon Goddess."

The corners of Annalynne's lips ticked up in a smile. She rubbed her nose against Lucien's and kissed him on the cheek.

From the bed, Kendra piped up.

"You know what? I thought that hearing Annalynne and Lowell kiss while they are waiting on me was agonizing enough. But you two make me cringe from the sweetness overload. Get a room, you two."

"Kendra!!" Annalynne shouted, her face turning a deeper shade of pink. "You are awake!"

Kendra groaned.

"I can't sleep forever, Alpha. By the way, what happened to the witch?"

Lucien opened his mouth to answer, but then a voice resonated in his heart, loud and clear.

'Lulu?'

Lucien closed his mouth and smiled.

"You have to get your answer from Anna. Sorry, you two. I have to go."

They lost their Mind Link once, so Ronan became a little paranoid. If calling Lucien once did not make him suddenly appear in front of him, then he called again. And again. And again.

'Lucien.'

'Luciennnnnnnnnnnnnnn...

'LULU....!!!!!'

"For Goddess' sake, I am coming!!!" Lucien exclaimed, pushing the door open and scowling at the mischievous werewolf on the bed.

Ronan grinned at him. He extended both hands at his mate. "Come here, my baby."

Lucien heaved a deep sigh, but his face was full of smiles.

"Hey, Alpha," he said while climbing into the bed and nestling in Ronan's safe embrace.

"Hey, Luna," Ronan said in response. He kissed Lucien on the forehead. "I have missed you."

.....

Lucien hooked his arms around Ronan's neck and whispered in a seductive tone," Oh really, how much?"

Ronan circled Lucien's waist with one arm and pushed him onto the bed.

"Enough to make love to you here and now."

Lucien broke into laughter and smacked at Ronan's shoulder, lest he really planned to strip and bully him all night long.

"Lulu..."

Ronan looked down at the man beneath him, his thumb gently caressing the latter's cheek.

"I love you so much," he said. No matter how many times he said it, he never felt that it was enough. He had the urge to keep telling Lucien and remind him again and again.

Lucien chuckled.

"Shut up and kiss me," he ordered.

Ronan

grinned.

"Right away, Luna."

Intimate kisses were exchanged between the two werewolves, who were reunited once again. Ronan vowed to himself that he would not let anything or anyone come between him and Lucien, ever again.

All that he wanted to do at the moment was drag Lucien to the Holy Temple of Moon Goddess to marry him.

As the thought crossed the Alpha's mind, he quickly put it into action. A pair of naughty hands fondled Lucien's b**t and hooked into his pants to pull them off.

And then, to make love to him day and night.

Lucien's eyes flew open when he realized what Ronan was trying to do.

"Ronan, wait, we can't," he hastily said while pushing Ronan's hands away.

The Alpha pursed his lips in displeasure.

"Why not?" he demanded.

A soft pink color crept to Lucien's cheeks. He looked so adorable that Ronan could not help but take a bite.

"Your mother is next door!" Lucien said urgently. "And your father too!"

Ronan's face darkened in an instant.

"Why?"

"Your father hurt his back when he escaped with your mother."

"I know, but why are they together next door?"

Lucien gave Ronan an incredulous look.

"... Do you want to go over and ask?"

The Alpha groaned and let himself fall on the bed.

"Forget it," he said, his words muffled against a pillow.

Shaking his head at the big, pouting wolf, Lucien ran his hand across Ronan's back and earned himself a big smile.

S*x was out of the question, but they could still snuggle.

Unfortunately, Lucien was a lot more interested in knowing what happened between Ronan and Lucrethia after the latter destroyed the Werewolf Council Headquarters.

Ronan scoffed.

"She was a sly one," he growled at the sheer reminder. "She let the building crumble on top of us, uncaring about the life and death of so many people inside just so she could run away. When I saw her transforming and running away, I too transformed and chased after her. I was not going to let her escape without any consequences."

Lucien's hand moved from Ronan's back to his chest, and then settled on the side of Ronan's neck.

Ronan hummed.

"Did she intentionally run toward the Eternal Sleep Lake? Or did your fight carry the both of you in that direction by coincidence?"

"I believe that she did want to go to the lake. Every time I brought her down and she got back on her feet, she rushed in the same direction over and over again."

"Did she not try to resist anymore?"

Ronan shook

his head.

"She knew that she was not going to win against me. Why bother?"

"So she was not trying to survive. Did she maybe plan to drown herself in the lake?"

Ronan pulled his lips into a thin line.

"Maybe? She knew that after her evil deeds are known to the whole society, she will be an outcast. She will never get her own funeral and go back to the Moon Goddess the way everyone else does."

As he listened to Ronan's words, Lucien was deep in thought.

The life of a werewolf was packed with challenges and adversities, but in the end, every werewolf wanted to be reborn as another werewolf.

That's why they all wanted to return to the Moon Goddess and beg her for another chance at life.

"Do you think she should get a second chance as a werewolf?" Lucien asked his mate.

Ronan wrinkled his brows in displeasure.

"No," he said while kneading at Lucien's waist.

"Mmm."

"Why?" Ronan prodded his mate. "Do you think she deserves a second chance?"

"She is somewhat pitiful," Lucien admitted. "I feel sorry for her."

"Don't," Ronan said. "She will not feel sorry for you if you died from the poison."

Lucien smiled at his mate.

"I have you. She is all alone. It must be so lonely to live that way, scheming day after day and failing in the end."

"Oh, Lulu."

Ronan lowered his head and bit into Lucien's nape.

"Ah...!"

Lucien furrowed his brows from the pain. An indescribable sensation ran through his body when Ronan's pheromones entered his system again.

"You are too nice," Ronan remarked once he had his fill.

Lucien chuckled. He spread his legs and wrapped them around Ronan's waist, eliciting a hungry growl from the Alpha.

Ronan grabbed Lucien's waist and rubbed their bodies together while plundering the latter's mouth like a maniac. Limbs entangled intimately, the two men gave into their desire and drowned in the sweet ecstasy of their passionate love for each other.

Their heavy making-out session was only interrupted by the sound of muffled moans that came from the adjacent ward.