Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

Lady Fangblade tactfully left after giving Ronan a kiss on the cheek and Lucien a squeeze in the hand.

“Take care of Ronan,” she said with a wink as Edith rolled her out of the ward.

Lucien stiffly nodded.

He inhaled a deep breath and slowly approached Ronan’s bed.

The Alpha lay on his stomach with his head facing the right side, just where the window was. Outside, the moon was already high up in the sky.

Lucien sat in front of Ronan’s bed with his back facing the window. Ronan sighed out of relief when he finally caught sight of Lucien’s face. He looked haggard and the ends of his eyes were red from crying, but otherwise, he looked fine. That was the most important thing.

“Hey,” Lucien called softly. He reached out and rubbed Ronan’s head, his trembling fingers sliding into his hair clumsily. He looked disoriented, very much unlike the Lucien that Ronan was used to.

The Lucien that Ronan knew was always prepared for everything. No matter what kind of shitty situation he was facing, he could always think of a way out and act without losing his composure.

.....

Oh, Lucien.

Ronan sighed in his heart.

“Hey you back,” the man on the bed replied with a weak smile.

Lucien’s hand wandered to Ronan’s forehead. The man was gradually heating up.

“You have a fever,” Lucien said, his gloomy expression becoming even gloomier.

“Mhm, I guess so.”

When Ronan closed his eyes, he could feel his eyeballs burning. It was uncomfortable, but it was a thousand times better than being buried alive under a tree and hardened mud.

“Sorry,” Lucien choked out with sobs, his tears fell like two rivulets across his cheeks.

The man lowered his head and clawed into his legs fervently. He felt extremely guilty.

It was a war that he started, but Ronan ended up paying a price for it.

He almost lost Ronan for good.

He cried a lot when they finally managed to dig Ronan out.

His tears didn’t stop even after he sent Ronan off on the helicopter ride. Although he would rather run away from Shadow Mist Creek to be by Ronan’s side, he was unable to do that. He had to fulfill his responsibilities and take care of everyone else.

For the first time in Lucien’s life, he wanted to just run away. Run away from everything and just be by Ronan’s side. He lifted his gaze and looked at Ronan with eyes that were glistening with tears.

“I am so sorry,” he repeated.

He did not know what he would do if Ronan did not survive. When he held Ronan’s cold body in his arms, he almost went insane. It was the shallow breathing and the weak heartbeat that eventually calmed him down and allowed him to focus.

The Alpha on the bed was not really appreciative of Lucien’s tears.

“If you don’t stop saying sorry, I am going to punish you,” Ronan muttered darkly.

Lucien’s lips parted slightly. He seemed to want to protest, but he eventually swallowed the words of apology that were waiting to come out.

“I heard you, you know,” Ronan smiled, his expression softened.

“You heard me?”

“All the time,” Ronan confirmed.

“I heard you when I was buried down there.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Every single word. You kept me lucid.”

Lucien started to sob.

Ronan’s face crumpled in distress.

Whenever he saw Lucien in this state, he always wanted to hug the man, comfort the man, and tell him that everything would be fine.

Unfortunately, he was strapped into the bed. Even his arms were tied down by the straps. He could not reach out for Lucien, let alone hug him.

Ronan discovered that watching Lucien cry without being able to comfort him was a kind of torture of its own.

“Lulu, don’t cry,” he begged in desperation. “I want to hug you but I can’t. I am so useless right now.”

Lucien leaned closer and pressed a kiss on Ronan’s forehead.

When he pulled away, he saw a scowl on Ronan’s face.

“... What’s wrong?”

Ronan was largely dissatisfied and he had no problem saying it out loud.

“I got hurt this badly and I only get a kiss on the forehead??? Lucien, aren’t you too stingy???”

Lucien was taken aback.

He could not help but chuckle at Ronan’s unhappy expression.

“You are hurt so severely. Should you not abstain from intimacy?”

“What intimacy???” Ronan demanded. “It was only a kiss! If you don’t kiss me right now, I am never going to get better!”

Lucien shook his head in disbelief.

“You kiss monster,” he scolded the Alpha, but he lowered his head anyway and kissed Ronan on the lips.

“More,” the Alpha demanded.

He almost died after all. He wanted Lucien to pay up in form of kisses. And more.

And so Lucien kissed Ronan again and again until the latter got drunk from love and dozed off with a silly smile lacing his lips.

Lucien then got to his feet to find a nurse.

“Mr. Ronan Silverback is getting a fever,” he reported.

“Thank you for the information, Mr. Clearwater. We will exchange the IV drip in a little bit,” the nurse replied.

Lucien nodded. He went back to Ronan’s ward and slumped against the chair.

Although he tried his best to stay awake, he was unable to prevent the exhaustion from taking over his body and siphoning the remaining energy away.

It was a tiring day. He was drained physically and emotionally.

Lucien slumped forward and lay the upper part of his body on top of Ronan’s bed. He placed his hand on top of Ronan’s and gave it a kiss.

Unfortunately, it was not over yet.

Lucien’s eyes flashed dangerously as he stared at nothing particular ahead of him.

The war still had yet to end.

This time, Lucien was going to end it with his own hands.