Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

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 orgasms.

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 cum 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 orgasm.

“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.

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

“Go and take a bath. I will handle my sister.”

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.

She clawed at her face and howled sorrowfully.

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

Annalynne was about to spill her tears.

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!

“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.