Pursuing My Rejected Alpha
Chapter 70

Everyone at the table except for Lowell had gone insane. Lucien's glares spoke volumes. He wanted to give both Annalynne and Ronan a thorough smack on the head. Before that, he decided to give them both a piece of his mind.

"Listen, you two..."

Before Lucien managed to vent his frustration, his stomach rebelled against him and prompted him to throw up again.

"Mmmph..."

Frowning, Lucien pressed a hand against his lips to stop himself from vomiting on spot.

He then rose to his feet and hurried toward the restroom.

"Lulu!!!"

Annalynne wanted to chase after her brother, but Ronan pushed her back to her seat and went after Lucien.

.....

When Annalynne tried to go after them, Lowell yanked at her wrist and pulled her back to her seat again.

"It's better to leave them be."

"I need to talk to Lulu!" Annalynne insisted. "He has to listen to me!"

"Um, talk to him after he comes out of the restroom," Lowell said after clearing his throat.

"

When Lowell was right, he was right.

The two men went into the male restroom. Annalynne did not want to be that crazy lady who campaigned against abortion outside of the restroom.

"Do you want to go and change your dress?" Lowell asked.

"

Occupied with the babies and Lucien's abortion plans, Annalynne had forgotten all about her soiled dress.

"Oh ewwwww. I have hummus and wine all over me! I am going back to our suite to change clothes!" Annalynne shouted before she hasted away, leaving her boyfriend behind. Being the only one who was left at the table, Lowell decided to make himself useful.

"Waiter? Can we please get the table tidied up...?"

By the time his three dinner companions came back, they could reset the entire dinner.

Meanwhile, inside the male restroom, Lucien finally got the remaining junk food out of his system.

Never again, he promised himself.

If he wanted to binge eat, maybe he should do that with something that was not too oily.

Fruits would be good to binge on. Or vegetables. Why couldn't he binge on fresh carrots instead?

Lucien cursed his bad decision inside his heart many, many times.

The sink counter was equipped with a shelf full of toiletries at the restaurant guests' disposal.

Lucien picked a bottle of mouthwash and started gurgling to get rid of the sour, burning sensation in his oral cavity.

Once he was done, he wiped his lips with a moist towelette.

Behind him, his mate rubbed his back patiently from top to bottom.

"Baby, are you feeling better?"

Lucien nodded.

"Mmm."

Ronan looked at Lucien's reflection in the mirror. Maybe it was because he just threw up, but his complexion did not look good. Not at all. "Lulu, I am serious. Let's be safe and go to St. Clarence, alright?" Ronan coaxed him with soft words. "Milroy can get us a helicopter."

Lucien pursed his lips from irritation. He whipped his head around and regarded his mate with bewildered looks.

"I don't want to spend the night going back and forth between Amaranthus Haven and St. Clarence!"

"Just to be safe," Ronan said. "It won't take the whole night."

Six hours tops. A little more than a blink of an eye, for sure.

"Ronan, I am neither pregnant nor poisoned. I really just ate too much this afternoon. Stop pestering me."

The Alpha chuckled. He ruffled Lucien's hair and rubbed their noses together.

"I know that you aren't pregnant. Honestly, I don't know what drug Annalynne is high on, but I am more than happy to play along."

Ronan then gave Lucien a stomach rub. His face glowed from delight, while Lucien's darkened visibly.

Emboldened by Lucien's silence, Ronan went on his knees and kissed Lucien's stomach again and again. Wrapping his hands around Lucien's waist, he then spoke to his "unborn child".

"Is the baby being naughty? Naughty, naughty baby. Be nice to your mother, my child."

" "

In response, Lucien pulled at Ronan's cheeks.

"He is as naughty as his father."

Ronan grinned.

So Lucien wanted a son?

That was also fine by him.

"Then he is my son, alright."

Ronan rose to his feet and lifted Lucien off the ground at the same time.

"Hey...!!!"

Losing the ground beneath his feet, Lucien scrambled for any kind of support. It was not necessary at all, because Ronan's grip around his body was firm and strong. He was not going to let his mate fall. Especially not when he was in "a delicate situation", as Anna put it.

"I love you, my Lulu," Ronan whispered while pressing butterfly kisses on Lucien's stomach. "Please give birth safely to our child, alright?"

"

"Alright?" Ronan repeated. "If you don't say yes, I will not put you down."

Lucien sneered at his mate, his fingernails burying themselves into Ronan's shoulders like two sets of wolf claws.

"... Let's see how long you can hold me."

"Even if I am not holding you, I can still make sure that your feet never touch the ground again."

There was something about the way Ronan said it that made Lucien believe his every word. Shuddering from his imagination, Lucien flailed in panic.

"Let me go, you perverted, lecherous, lewd Alpha!"

Ronan clicked with his tongue. He adjusted the wriggling man in his arms so that he now lay in Ronan's arms in a princess carry.

"Ck ck ck ck ck... Lulu, don't say all of those things in front of our child. What if he learns bad words before he comes to the world?"

""

"Let's just teach him the good things instead. For example, how to kiss."

To demonstrate it to his "unborn son", Ronan proceeded to shower Lucien's face with tiny kisses.

Lucien held his arms up to protect himself from Ronan's overbearing attack, but it was all to no avail. The Alpha was very resilient. In the end, Lucien just rolled with his eyes and let his mate kiss him as much as he wanted to. "Stupid Ronan," Lucien whispered when Ronan finally put him down on the sink counter.

The Alpha did not bother to answer. He was too busy claiming his mate's lips as his own.

When all three of them returned, the atmosphere between the birthday boy and girl was extremely awkward.

To prevent Annalynne from launching into another "don't kill the baby" meltdown, Lucien opted to drink fruit punch instead.

Cold drinks were supposedly not good for him, so not a single ice cube was put inside the glass.

Whenever Lucien took a sip from his child-friendly drink, he could not help but pin his sister with a scorching glare.

Annalynne did feel apologetic, but not enough to grant Lucien a drink.

Or the smoked salmon in the smoked salmon pasta with cream cheese that came during the main course.

Or the coffee in the delectable milk coffee pudding with vanilla sauce that came as dessert.

In the end, Lucien had to be content with eating a bowl of fish congee and vegetable and chicken soup to accommodate his delicate digestive system.

For some reason, Annalynne's love for her brother had shifted to her dearest nieces and nephews in supposedly Lucien's belly.

.....

Aunt Annalynne was so obsessed with the "unborn babies". She kept staring at Lucien's stomach, as if expecting the babies to magically appear any time soon. Lucien did not know whether he should laugh or cry.

On one hand, he was happy that Annalynne was this supportive of his "pregnancy".

On the other hand, he was uncomfortable with Annalynne's overbearing care.

To add fuel to the fire, Ronan Silverback, his own mate, decided to play the best accomplice.

He followed Annalynne's example and took all the good food away before Lucien even sank a fork into the plate.

Lucien went amok and cursed at his mate via Mind Link, but Ronan did not even bother to respond. He was too immersed in his role as a concerned father-to-be. For once, Annalynne approved of Ronan's existence in Lucien's life.

For once, Lucien disapproved of their cooperative behavior.

Thanks to Ronan's good performance, he managed to convince Annalynne that he was not going to engage in any heavy exercise that might endanger the babies. The two couples parted ways some distance away from the restaurant.

"Take care of my brother and your children, Alpha Ronan," Annalynne spoke to Ronan solemnly before she left, as if Ronan and Lucien were about to embark on a dangerous adventure. Lucien almost flipped out.

Ronan literally turned blue from suppressing his laughter.

As soon as Annalynne and Lowell disappeared around the corner, Ronan roared with laughter.

Slamming his hand against a huge rock outside the restaurant, the Alpha amused himself immensely at Lucien's expense.

"You a*****e," Lucien smacked Ronan's arm in fury. "Are you having enough fun, Alpha Ronan? Do you need more entertainment for the night?" he asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

"I don't know," Ronan said.

He grabbed his mate and pinned him against the huge rock before he proceeded to kiss the breath out of his mate.

Soft moans escaped Lucien's lips between kisses. Ronan's fingers moved into Lucien's hair, carding down the soft red-golden curls before his hands slid down and started kneading down his mate's body. "Ah... Ronan... Ahh..."

Ronan sucked at Lucien's lips hungrily before he whispered into the latter's ear with a seductive, magnetic voice, "Does the Luna wish to entertain me further?"

His words reverberated in Lucien's heart and his hunting breath blew against Lucien's earlobe. The Alpha's aggressive love lit a fire in Lucien's belly, burning him from the inside.

When Lucien's legs gave out under his weight, Ronan swooped Lucien up in his arms with a chuckle.

"Sorry, Lulu. I don't think that you will get to sleep tonight."

Before Lucien could say anything to ruin the mood, Ronan sealed his lips with a kiss and carried him back to their shared suite.

The Alpha always kept his promises especially when it came down to promiscuous activities.

As soon as they got inside their suite, alone at last, Ronan put Lucien down and started stripping him of his shirt and pants.

Without a single thread covering his body, Lucien stood naked in front of his mate. The fair skin carried red and purple blemishes, the result of Ronan's aggressive lovemaking in the morning. He was so beautiful.

Ronan tugged at his tie nervously, trying hard to suppress the carnal desire that threatened to engulf his senses.

Luckily for Ronan, he was not the only one in this predicament.

Lucien too was unable to contain his unbridled lust.

He stepped out of the pool of clothes at his feet and brushed against Ronan's shoulder and chest with his hands.

While their noses and lips brushed against each other, Lucien proceeded to take Ronan's clothes off.

Only without the same degree of courtesy.

Instead of unbuttoning Ronan's shirt one by one, Lucien ripped the shirt off Ronan's body with both hands and exposed the sexy ripples on the latter's torso to the cold air.

He then proceeded to kiss along Ronan's collarbone, down to the deep lines along his chest that led to the bulge in his pants.

Ronan was positively shocked at the wonderful development.

If the fish congee and vegetable chicken soup turned Lucien into a s*x maniac, maybe Ronan was interested to hire the chef to cook personally for him and Lucien at the Infinite Alpha Pack House. "Looks like my Luna is rather impatient," Ronan remarked with a suggestive smile

Lucien ignored the other man's comment. Kneeling in front of Ronan, he put his hands at the man's pants and gave them a light tug.

"Are you taking these off or should I?"

Ronan giggled.

As an answer, he ripped his pants into two himself. Once he was free from his clothing, he tackled Lucien against the wall from behind. "Spread your legs for me, you sexy Luna," Ronan whispered.

Lucien spread his legs to grant Ronan entry. When the hot flesh rod pressed against his buttcheeks, he suddenly remembered something else.

"Ronan, the lubricant... Arghhh!!!"

"Don't worry about that," Ronan whispered as he pushed deep into Lucien's body.

The latter's hole was still soft from their lovemaking in the morning. Ronan could go in easily just by using his saliva.

"Sorry," Ronan sighed from bliss when his erect organ was enveloped in Lucien's sweet, velvety folds.

"You look so good tonight. I can't take it anymore."

Pressed against the wall, Lucien received a round of rough pounding before Ronan took him to bed to continue.

At night time, the entire suite was deadly quiet except for the wet, intimate sounds that emanated from the bedroom.

Like two beasts in heat, they carved marks into each other's bodies with their teeth and fingernails while their combined bodies gently rocked against each other.

The air was saturated with the mix of their pheromones, intoxicating them further as they drowned in waves of amorous kisses and embrace.

Lucien lost count of his o*****s.

All he knew was that as soon as he climbed down from the peak of pleasure, Ronan was there to take him to another joyride.

And the joyrides were endless.

Ronan pumped his mate full of his c*m the first time. But then he continued pushing inside him again and again, causing the turbid liquid to be sheared thin by his incessant thrusts.

Once the clock hit twelve o'clock at midnight, it marked the shift into a new day.

.....

"Happy Birthday, Lulu," Ronan said lovingly before he sank his teeth into Lucien's nape and injected his bloodstream full of his pheromones. At the same time, he sent a torrent of hot semen against Lucien's sore and sensitive walls and forced him to erupt into another turbulent o****m.

"Ahhhh...!!!" Lucien shouted as his body grew taut in Ronan's embrace and stars exploded before his eyes.

Guided only by primeval instinct, he open his mouth and searched for Ronan's nape. The latter let out a guttural sound when Lucien's pheromones too flowed into his body.

Once they were done, they lay in each other's arms and gazed at each other.

"Hey," Ronan whispered while running his hand along Lucien's sweaty body.

"Hey you back," Lucien said while giving Ronan's chest a little kiss.

"I love you so much, my Luna."

Lucien reached out and ran his fingers along Ronan's chiseled jawline.

"I love you too, my Alpha."

Overwhelmed by the rush of pheromones and extreme exhaustion, the couple soon fell into a deep sleep.

When morning came, Lucien's neglected phone in the living room started to ring.

Inside the bedroom, Lucien and Ronan were still sleeping in each other's arms.

The bedroom was generally dark, only a fraction of sun rays fell through the gap between two window curtains.

Lucien managed to open his eyes slightly, but he quickly closed them again with a groan.

He did not want to wake up.

He was so tired.

"Argh."

Next to Lucien, Ronan shuffled in bed and pulled Lucien closer to his chest.

"Don't," he whispered in a husky voice. "Let's sleep a little longer."

"Mmm."

Lucien furrowed his brows and hooked his arms around Ronan's neck.

They quickly fell asleep again.

For maybe an hour, before someone pounded against the suite door frantically.

"LULU! COME OUT! I HAVE A PRESENT FOR YOU!"

"

Ronan rolled to his back with a sigh. Just what was wrong with Annalynne? Did she and Lowell not spend an intimate night together? Was their suite not comfortable enough??? "Mmm..."

Lucien rolled to the other side and buried himself under the blanket.

"I am tired," he complained.

Ronan crept under the blanket and pulled Lucien into a hug.

He lodged his chin on top of Lucien's shoulder and kissed his mate on the cheek.

"Then let's not do anything today. Let's just stay here, alright?"

They still had one more night in Amaranthus Haven anyway.

"Mmm," Lucien hummed in agreement.

Unfortunately, the red-blonde woman outside did not get the message. The longer she had to shout, the more embarrassing her words became.

"RONAN SILVERBACK! I TOLD YOU NOT TO HARM THE BABIES!"

"GET OUT NOW BEFORE I BREAK THE DOOR!"

Both Ronan and Lucien climbed off the bed at the same time.

"Go and take a bath. I will handle my sister."

When Ronan looked around for something to wear, Lucien pushed him in the direction of the bathroom instead.

If Ronan showed up, Annalynne was going berserk for sure.

Lucien grabbed a bathrobe and wrapped it around his body before he went out. The door opened and revealed a furious Annalynne and a deeply apologetic Lowell.

Annalynne's eyes widened in terror when she saw the red marks on Lucien's neck and smelled the thick sandalwood scent that stuck to him.

"Whyyyyyy, Lulu!!! How could you two do that!!! We have to go to St. Clarence right away to examine the babies!!!"

It was all her fault, Annalynne knew that. How could she leave Lucien in the debauched Alpha's hands? She should have known what would happen as soon as they retreated into their suite!

She clawed at her face and howled sorrowfully.

Annalynne was about to spill her tears.

"Anna, calm down," Lucien sighed. "Come in first. You are embarrassing me."

"EMBARRASSING YOU???" Annalynne's scream went up one pitch. "Is that all you care about, Lucien Clearwater???"

Lucien clicked with his tongue. By then, curious heads were peeking out from behind the other doors along the corridor.

Thin-skinned Lucien yanked at Annalynne's arm and pulled sister her into the suite impatiently. Lowell followed suit before Lucien had to drag him inside as well.

As soon as the door shut click behind them, Lucien started to scold his sister.

"Look, Anna, I told you again and again. I am NOT pregnant! How many times do I have to repeat myself?? I cannot even fathom where you got this crazy idea from. Do you sentence every person who eats a lot with pregnancy???" Annalynne grabbed Lucien's bathrobe collar and hissed at his face.

"Lulu, I am NOT that stupid! I have a strong reason to believe that! If only you trust me just a little bit! You are so going to regret your carelessness!"

""

Lucien was speechless.

When did Annalynne become an expert in pregnancy matters?

Annalynne reached into her bag and took out a gift that was beautifully wrapped in silver paper and golden ribbon.

"See for yourself," she said while thrusting the gift under Lucien's nose. "Don't say that I didn't warn you."

Lucien took the gift and carefully unwrapped it. The silver gift paper and ribbon fell to the ground, revealing the thoughtfully framed sonogram underneath.

Lucien froze on the spot while staring at the black-and-white picture in his hands.

It was a sonogram, he knew that much.

But whose...?

His eyes slowly traveled to the tiny printed words in white at the top.

In the left corner, the mother's name could not be more clear.

Lucien Clearwater.

Lucien's eyes drifted back to the picture again, searching for something in the darkness at the center of the picture.

Anything.

There was something.

.....

Lucien's fingers slowly wandered to the two tiny dots that were somewhat floating close to the walls.

Could it be?

Dumbfounded, he almost wanted to rub his own abdomen to locate the tiny sparks of life within. And then he recalled that he never had an ultrasound examination before.

And yet, the babies were there.

His children.

His and Ronan's.

Their children.

Lucien felt light-headed all of a sudden. The ceiling above him started to spin and his world was turned upside down.

"Lulu."

Ronan's voice was loud and clear in his ear. It was almost like a wake-up call.

Lucien blinked a few times. When he fully regained consciousness, he was hanging from Ronan's arms like a boneless ragged doll.

The Alpha pulled his mate to his feet and circled Lucien's waist with both arms.

"Lulu, is everything alright?"

Worried that Lucien would drop the picture in a moment's weakness, Annalynne quickly reached out to grab it, but it was not necessary at all.

Two rivulets of tears flowed down his cheeks as Lucien held the first sonogram of his babies close to his heart and refused to let go.

Ronan hugged Lucien from behind and gave him kisses against the back of his head.

"Baby? Lulu, what's wrong?"

Lucien did not answer.

Nothing was wrong.

The tears simply would not stop, that was all.

Wordless, Lucien showed Ronan the sonogram in his hand.

Ronan stared at the framed picture in stupefaction. He took it from Lucien's hand and let his eyes dart up and down many, many times.

Once the knowledge set in, innumerable warm and tender feelings burst forth in his heart. They spread slowly to his entire body, filling even the tips of his fingers and toes with an indescribable fuzzy sensation. Ronan grabbed the back of Lucien's neck and locked their lips together in a deep, consuming kiss.

His voice hoarse from the violence of his suppressed emotions, he barely managed to prevent himself from breaking down in tears.

"Lulu, it's alright."

""

"Don't be scared, I will be here for you."

Lucien took the sonogram back from Ronan and hugged it like he would their babies.

Ronan kept rubbing Lucien's back gently while whispering soothing words to his teary mate.

Annalynne was pale with fright when she witnessed the exchange.

It was clear that Ronan wanted the babies.

What about Lucien?

Was Lucien happy or distraught about this unexpected revelation?

Or was he maybe sad because he thought that he lost them?

"Lulu, I am exaggerating," Annalynne tugged at her brother's arm.

"It's okay to have s*x during the early stage of pregnancy, you just need to be careful. I didn't mean it when I said that you would regret it. Don't be sad, let's go to an obstetrician first."

Ronan cleared his throat.

Lucien gave his sister a confused look.

"Let's not talk while standing around," Ronan decided.

Overwhelmed by the amount of drama so early in the morning, Lowell quickly agreed.

"Right. Why don't we all just go and sit on the couch? Anna?"

Lowell tugged at Annalynne's elbow. Dumbfounded, the latter did not resist when she was led toward one of the couches.

Lucien himself was led by Ronan to sit on the opposite couch, just next to the Alpha.

Tightly clutching the framed sonogram in his arms, Lucien went into a daze completely and stopped paying attention to his surroundings.

His gaze was unfocused and his lips were shut in utter silence.

Ronan then proceeded to explain to Annalynne and Lowell about the new technology that the fertility center in West Coast City developed to enable him and Lucien to have children.

He did not go into details, but he mentioned that although Lucien was the mother, he did not have the babies inside his belly.

Once Annalynne understood the whole picture, her cheeks were burning with extreme embarrassment. She never thought that the babies that she worried so much about were miles away, safe inside a lab-grown womb, and properly taken care of by experts.

"Sorry, Lulu," she said helplessly. "I was mistaken."

Annalynne knelt on the carpet in front of Lucien and grabbed his hands.

"You must be shocked. I am so, so, sorry..."

Lucien lifted his head and looked at his sister.

"No," Lucien choked out while pulling his sister into a hug. "Thank you, Anna."

Annalynne turned red in an instant.

"No," she stammered. "It was not like I helped or anything. I was so stupid and..."

Lucien shook his head.

He did not care about the misunderstanding.

Annalynne's unreasonable tantrums, the length she went to keep the babies safe, going as far as infuriating her brother, all of it made sense now.

The fact that Annalynne cared so much meant the world to him.

"You are going to be a great mother," Annalynne whispered to Lucien, tears trickling down her eyes again.

This time they were happy tears.

"And you are going to be an amazing aunt," Lucien whispered back.

His words made Annalynne float to the seventh heaven.

"I am!" she exclaimed. "I am going to be the best aunt in the world for them! I will always love them no matter what."

Just like she loved her twin brother.

Once Lucien let go of Annalynne, he was wrapped in his mate's tight embrace.

Ronan buried his face into Lucien's neck.

"Ronan, we are going to have children," Lucien said in a trembling voice.

After fantasizing about it for months, they were truly going to be parents.

"Yeah," Ronan confirmed.

.....

He put his hands on top of Lucien's, hoping that time passed quickly so that they could meet the babies soon.

Amaranthus Haven was a piece of heaven that was surrounded by a large body of water.

While there were a few beach spots that were open for tourists, there were also a few private beaches that were rented only to the premium customers who dared to pay an exorbitant sum of money for an outdoor but private experience.

After a hearty birthday brunch, Ronan whisked Lucien away to one of these private beaches.

A cream-colored tent stood tall by the beach, its curtains flapping gently with the soft breeze that blew through the beach.

The inside of the tent was occupied by a cozy, legless circular bed. A few round and fluffy pillows were laid across the bed to give guests more comfort.

Wearing a pair of tinted sunglasses that settled on his high and straight nose bridge, Ronan lay on the bed with an arm supporting his upper body.

His shirt was unbuttoned, exposing a huge expanse of his chest to those who were lucky enough to catch a glimpse.

Leaning against a pillow at Ronan's lap was Lucien, who was curled up to his side in a fetal position. Ronan was gazing at his mate's beautiful features, but the other man was not looking at him at all.

He was busy looking at the framed sonogram.

In fact, ever since Lucien unwrapped the gift from his father, he refused to let it go.

The only time that his hands left the frame was when he was eating brunch. Even then, his eyes kept drifting back to the picture. It was possibly the most fascinating piece of art that he had ever seen in his life.

"How are you still not bored with it? I can ask the fertility center to send you loads of pictures." Ronan commented while carding Lucien's soft curls with his fingers.

"No," Lucien answered. "This one is perfect."

"Just like you," Ronan flirted.

Lucien

smiled.

"They are beautiful, aren't they?"

Ronan raised an eyebrow.

Even among other alpha werewolves, both of them stood out in terms of their beauty and attractiveness. That being said, of course, their children were going to be beautiful. There was no doubt about that.

It's just that the two tiny bubbles had yet to evolve into pups that exhibited any facial features, so it was rather difficult to tell whether they were beautiful or not.

The Alpha cleared his throat in response and said, "They should be."

"They are," Lucien insisted. "I know that they are."

Ronan chuckled.

He caressed the side of Lucien's head lovingly and squeezed the latter's chin.

"What if they are not? Are you going to love them less?"

Lucien shot icy glares at Ronan and replied without skipping a beat, "Ronan Silverback, they are beautiful no matter what. Don't you dare claim that they are not."

Smothered against Ronan's warm chest, Lucien's lips curled up into a smile.

"... Pffft. Of course. Our children are the most beautiful pups in the world," Ronan laughed while pulling his ridiculous mate into his embrace.

"I am happy," he mumbled with a soft sigh. "So happy. This is the best birthday present that I have ever received in my entire life."

Ronan ran his hands up and down Lucien's shapely back. Cocking his head to the side with a smile, he commented, "You were not too excited when you first found out about the fertility center. Honestly, I thought that you would be rather indifferent once the

insemination proves successful."

""

Lucien pushed at Ronan's shoulder and made him lie on his back. He then climbed on top of the taller man's body and sat on him.

The red-blond man placed his weight left and right of Ronan's hips and leaned forward to cup Ronan's face in his palms.

"Don't be offended, Alpha, but when I first found out that you funded an entire fertility center to try and generate babies out of our semen samples, I thought that you had gone nuts."

"

An apologetic grin spread across Lucien's beautiful face.

"So sorry but I never bought your story about the High Seer. Either you drank too much that night or you bumped your head a little too hard when you escaped from the crumbling council headquarters."

Ronan was so offended.

"...... Seriously, Lulu? I have done so much for us and all this time, you thought that I was insane?"

Ronan propped himself into a sitting position and held Lucien by his waist to prevent the latter from toppling backward.

"That is mean," the Alpha pouted.

He had been terribly wronged.

He worked so hard but Lucien didn't even appreciate his efforts!

Lucien was so inconsiderate!

"I am so, so, so, sorry," Lucien repeated while bumping their foreheads together. "Will you forgive me, Alpha?"

"I don't know about that," Ronan drawled in response.

He took the framed sonogram off Lucien's hand and set it aside.

"Do you think that a simple apology is enough to account for your wrongdoing?"

"Oh?"

Lucien rubbed against Ronan's cheeks with his thumbs and gave him a seductive smile. "In that case, what do I have to do to earn the Alpha's forgiveness?"

Ronan

shrugged.

"Maybe you should express your sincerity in actions rather than words."

"Oh? What kind of actions?"

Lucien's hands wandered down and rubbed against the bulge between Ronan's legs.

When he gave it a light squeeze, he managed to extract a delicious moan from Ronan's lips.

"Like

this?"

"It is a start," Ronan agreed.

He grabbed the back of Lucien's neck and pulled him close until their lips were only millimeters apart. The desire in their hunting breaths and the lust in their gleaming eyes were quite apparent.

"Why don't you do your job as a Luna and serve your Alpha? Maybe I will forgive you then."

A soft blush appeared on Lucien's cheeks, making him look adorable.

"Not here," he whispered. "Let's go back to the suite."

Unfortunately, the Alpha disagreed.

"Why the suite?" he asked with a wink. "Here is just fine."

Ronan pulled at the curtain ropes that hung at each side of the tent.

The thick curtains fell around the couple, hiding them from curious eyes.