Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

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.”