Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

312 The Difficult Talk

“Well, this is awkward as it is,” Lady Fangblade curled her lips into an eerie smile once they had all taken their seats at the Alpha’s apartment.

Ronan tilted his head backward and closed his eyes. He seemed to be murmuring a silent prayer. The content of the prayer was either “Please make this end” or “Please just kill me”.

“Ronan.”

Ronan gave his mother a beseeching look.

“Mom.”

“There is no easy way to say this, so I will just say it out loud. We want your blessings to get re-married.”

“Argggggghhhh...!!!”

Ronan grabbed Lucien and howled into his shoulder.

‘Lulu, make her stop. Make her stoppp!!!’

.....

Lucien cleared his throat. How did he get caught in the Silverback family drama again?

“Ahem. Lady Fangblade, what wonderful news. All wonderful news takes time to digest, why don’t we meet again tomorrow and...”

That was not what Ronan wanted at all.

He wanted to end it, not prolong or postpone it.

The Alpha whipped around and growled at Dane, who was standing behind Lady Fangblade’s couch.

“How dare you,” he hissed. “My mother is forgiving, but I will never forget the years of humiliation that you put her in! She already rejected you. The bond between you two was broken ages ago. You two already divorced!!!”

Dane’s gaze drifted to his ex-wife instead.

“Care to explain now, Adele? He won’t believe any word out of my mouth.”

“Correct,” Ronan narrowed his eyes at his parents. “What is there to explain? Mother???”

When Ronan looked at his mother, what he saw was the crying woman who was shunned by the whole pack. Ronan was only a little boy then. He did not know how to comfort his mother. His hugs and kisses and words of comfort did nothing to stop the tears that flowed incessantly across his mother’s beautiful face.

“Mom, tell me the truth,” he said, his voice broken from pain. “What is happening?”

He wanted to add a question, “Did he force you?” but he did not want to embarrass his mother.

The affair between Lady Fangblade and Dane Silverback had been going on for a while, but Ronan had to find out by witnessing it, not by hearing the words from his mother’s mouth.

It was hurtful, considering that Ronan had been his mother’s greatest ally throughout the divorce.

The whole pack sided with Dane, only Ronan stood in front of his mother to defend her.

So why did his mother not think about telling Ronan what it was all about?

Lady Fangblade sighed.

“Ronan, we never truly spoke about what happened years ago. It is time to straighten a few facts.”

Ronan gazed at his mother, waiting for the latter to speak up.

“Do you remember the day when your father’s mistresses came to the pack house to demand their rightful position in the pack?” she asked while Dane assumed a grim expression behind her.

“Yes.”

Ronan did not think that he could ever forget. It was originally a bright and clear day. When the two irritating women came with their spawns, they also carried dark clouds with them. The visitors left, but the dark clouds remained in Ronan’s and Lady Fangblade’s hearts ever since.

“The truth is that I was pregnant with your baby brother at that time, and I miscarried from being pushed by one of the women.”

Ronan gaped at his mother. He didn’t even know that there was a baby brother!

“Oh, Mom...”

The Alpha went to hug his mother.

Lady Fangblade welled up with tears.

“This is embarrassing to admit, but pregnancies did not come easy for me. The healers told me that the miscarriage scarred me badly. It would be next to impossible for me to ever have another child.”

“I was mad. So mad. Dane had two women before marriage who gave him sons and daughters. I only got one precious child after trying so hard. So I blamed it all on Dane.”

Ronan shook his head.

“Mom, it’s not your fault. It’s normal to be upset. It’s all Dad’s fault,” the Alpha conveniently said, ignoring his father’s presence completely.

Lucien had to cringe on the inside.

Lady Fangblade broke into ironic laughter.

“Dad did sleep with the two witches after he married you, right? Otherwise, where did the younger children come from? I saw them that day.”

“Well yes, one time. He met up with them because they begged him to come. He ended up drinking a tea with strong aphrodisiac and going into a rut. Then they took turns with him, using him like a male prostitute.”

“...”

“...”

Dane wrinkled his nose in disgust.

“Can you not put it that way, Adele? It sounds horrible.”

Tear-streaked, Lady Fangblade gave Dane a lazy look.

“Do you prefer the child-friendly version that I told Ronan back then? That you willingly went with them?”

“Technically, that is the opposite of the truth.”

“The opposite will be you not sleeping with them at all, Dane Silverback.”

Lady Fangblade and Dane Silverback exchanged glares, but Ronan could see that the enmity between them was entirely gone. It was nothing but a petty squabble between a couple.

Ronan swallowed hard.

“Then, what happened?”

“The rest of the story was just as you knew it. I rejected your father, divorced him, and left the pack house. At first, I went to live somewhere close to your school so I could still see you every day. After that...”

Lady Fangblade cupped his son’s face in her hands, “my health started deteriorating. I felt so miserable day by day. I ended up moving into St. Clarence and never left.”

“And that’s his fault, right?” Ronan insisted. He was so used to seeing Dane as a villain that if the latter stopped being one, Ronan might just lose the ground beneath his feet.

Lady Fangblade shook her head.

“Not everything is your father’s fault.”

“Of course it is,” Ronan argued. “Rejection does nothing. If one is sleeping with others, the mate will still suffer from a backlash.”

“No, Ronan. A rejection does end all the connections between two mated werewolves. Don’t compare your parents with you and Lucien. You two are fated mates, and clearly, a rejection did nothing to sever the connection between the two of you. It did for me and Dane.”

“But then why were you sick all the time?”

Lady Fangblade gave a long, sorrowful sigh.

“What can I say? Old disgruntled women like me held a lot of grudges and it started to eat me from the inside.”

“Mom, that’s not true. I saw it. Dad had another son after you left! It was his personal attendant at the council!”