Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

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.

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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 find 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 sexual intercourse with Ronan, but he agreed to sleep naked in Ronan’s arms.

The Alpha hugged his lover from behind and squeezed his penis 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 sex 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 “find the original owner of the belt in the Silverback family and the person who later received the belt as a gift.”