Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

He was indebted to Kinnon for clearing Annalynne’s name. What about Ronan who wanted to save his whole pack?

Lucien could not even imagine what he could do to repay Ronan.

“No,” he insisted. “Please keep yourself out of this.”

Ronan chuckled.

“Lulu, you are so funny. Twelve other packs agreed to side with you. Are you going to kick all of them out of the war? Knowing you, you might intend to go alone against the Night Prowler Pack with just that one blade of yours.”

“Those twelve packs only agreed to join because you shifted the focus of the war to your pack!” Lucien retorted.

Ronan took a deep breath. That was not even his greatest concern. “Why didn’t you deny what I just said?”

“Deny what?”

.....

“That you might want to fight the Night Prowler Pack all alone?”

Sporting a scowl across his face, Lucien averted his eyes.

Ronan’s eyes twinkled from fury when he realized that that was most likely what Lucien planned to do.

Lucien’s silence was practically a confirmation. Ronan was about to go out of his mind.

“I will not let you do that,” he hissed. “If anything, I will tie you up and hang you upside down from the tallest tree in the forest so you can watch everything unfold but cannot participate at all!”

“You won’t dare,” Lucien said through gritted teeth.

“Try me,” Ronan replied stubbornly.

He grabbed Lucien by his elbow and pushed him toward the exit door.

“Seriously, Lucien, where did you get this self-sacrificial trait from? Did you get high on hurting yourself or what???”

“You...!”

Lucien wanted to talk back, but then he bit into his lip and swallowed the words. What was the point of starting a fight with Ronan? Adult Ronan was not his agreeable younger self. He was stubborn and hot-tempered. When someone attacked him, he would come back with an attack that was at least a hundred times fiercer than the one he had to deal with.

So what was Lucien supposed to do?

Act meek and seduce Ronan into compliance? The man’s handsome face darkened as soon as the thought popped up.

He could never do that.

He would rather beat Ronan up until the latter regained some common sense.

Or die trying.

Seeing that a lot of werewolves poured out of the Werewolf Council Headquarters, Noah, who was sitting under a tree and smoking, realized that the hearing was over.

Ronan Silverback did not like to wait. Noah quickly climbed into the driver’s seat and started the engine. When the last cars were leaving, Jake came out and climbed into the seat next to Noah.

He inhaled a deep breath and looked as forlorn as a young man who was burdened by immeasurable problems.

“Beta, is everything alright?” Noah asked, concerned about the hearing result.

“It is now,” Jake said as he brought a hand to his lips to bite at his fingernails. “The future is unclear.”

A cold shiver ran down Noah’s spine. What was that supposed to mean?

Looking at Noah’s face, Jake knew that a thousand theories went through his head. Might as well break the news to Noah. He was also part of the Infinite Eclipse Pack after all.

“We are going to enter into a war.”

Noah’s eyes turned round.

“But... Beta, why?”

Their pack had nothing to do with the hearing that took place today. Their pack was only one of many packs that were supposed to bear witness to the hearing process. Why the sudden war?

“W... With whom?” Noah heard himself asking.

The man next to Noah turned his head slowly and gave him an ominous look. “With the Night Prowler Pack.”

Noah gasped loudly.

“B-Beta, are you jesting?”

Jake shook his head. “Why would I jest about such an important matter?”

Noah looked down on his lap.

The truth was that everyone knew that the hostility between the two packs would eventually culminate in the form of war. There could not be two packs with equal strength and dominance in the same continent. What Noah bemoaned was the fact that this war had to happen in his generation.

Why, why, why?

Could it not wait for another generation?

He was only a driver!

He didn’t want to start lifting swords and spears and rode into a horde of angry werewolves from the Night Prowler Pack.

If Noah were not in front of Jake, he would have howled out loud. He could risk it even less to have Ronan see him in a pathetic state. The Alpha was known to be less forgiving of his subordinates’ weaknesses.

Meanwhile, the two werewolves had waited for a good half an hour already but there was no sign of Ronan and Lucien coming out. Inside the car, while Noah was busy thinking about his role in the war, Jake wondered what exactly was happening inside the Crescent Hall.

His face darkened when he thought about the Alpha and his unhealthy obsession with his fated mate.

No way.

Seriously?

Were Ronan and Lucien?

Ronan, that horndog.

Inside the Crescent Hall where the Werewolf Council members regularly held a meeting? Considering Ronan’s adventurous and bountiful sexual escapade, it might even be an entry on his bucket list.

To have sex with someone in one of the Werewolf Council Headquarters’ meeting halls.

“Hell, no,” Jake muttered under his breath. He climbed out of the car and marched toward the building like an angry soldier.

I am not purposefully doing this to ruin Ronan’s fun.

This is the Werewolf Council Headquarters, for Goddess’ sake!

How dare you undermine the authority?

Ronan, our ancestors are going to flip in the afterlife...

When Jake arrived in front of the Crescent Hall, the door was closed. Jake gritted his teeth. He opened it with a bang and shouted, “Alpha, it is time to go!”

From the middle of the hall, Ronan and Lucien looked up at Jake at the same time.

They were perfectly clothed with no layer missing and lying on the floor.

Jake cleared his throat.

“What are you screaming around for?” Ronan asked with a frown. He held his hand out toward Lucien. “Let’s go. Unless you want to continue arguing in here.”

Lucien shot Ronan a glare and slapped his hand away.