Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

313 Better Late Than Never

Ronan’s sudden allegation made both of his parents furrow their brows.

“My personal attendant? Are you referring to Nathan?” Dane asked.

Ronan scoffed. “Whatever his name is. He was the one who took Mom out during Lucrethia Woodland’s hearing.”

“Yes, that was Nathan.”

Unexpectedly, Lady Fangblade started to giggle.

“Oh, Ronan, you silly boy. That was your cousin Nathan! He is the youngest son of your uncle Kragen.”

“Impossible!” Ronan snapped. “Uncle Kragen’s and Aunt Helene’s families are still living within the pack house! I can summon them now if need be!”

Lady Fangblade grinned at her son.

“Youngest illegitimate son,” she added the teeny-tiny detail.

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Dane cleared his throat.

Lucien stared at the two Silverback men in the family. Apparently, Dane was not the only player in the house. So was his younger brother!

“That is another story, but Nathan really isn’t Dane’s son.”

Ronan wobbled back to Lucien’s couch. His head was hurting so much that he might just collapse on spot. What’s with this complicated family drama?

Lady Fangblade smiled at Lucien, who did not dare to say a word from the start to the end.

“Sorry that you have to hear this, Lucien,” she said. “Our family is a mess, huh?”

Well, that was an understatement. Ronan’s family was akin to a luxurious ship that ran into an iceberg one day. The ship cracked and revealed all the invisible secrets underneath, shocking not only those aboard the ship but also the innocent observers.

“It’s acceptable,” Lucien lied through his teeth.

He rubbed his poor mate’s back while the latter was slumped forward with his head resting against his arms on top of his legs.

“Ronan, do you want something to drink?” Lucien asked nicely. His mate was like a fragile glass sculpture at the moment. One careless word might just send him shattering on the ground.

“No, thank you.”

The Alpha was not as kind to himself. Determined to end the conversation once and for all, he lifted his head and glared at his parents.

“And what’s with this marriage story?”

Lady Fangblade and Dane exchanged glances.

“Are you planning to step up anytime soon, Dane? Or do you want me to do the whole work for you?” Lady Fangblade asked Dane pointedly.

“Cough. No need.”

Dane and Ronan stared into each other’s eyes.

“I’ll just be completely honest with you, Son. Your mother and I rekindled our affection and thus we hope to spend the rest of our lives together.”

Lucien bit into his lower lip.

Well, that sounded a lot better than “Your mother and I have been sleeping with each other a lot. It makes sense to get married at this point”.

Just like Lucien, Ronan was prepared to hear the worst. He was thus relieved to hear the child-friendly version of whatever was going on between his parents.

“Technically, you don’t need my permission to get married,” Ronan sighed. “Mom, you left the pack a long time ago. Dad already left after becoming a council member.”

Lady Fangblade laughed.

“I said, we want your blessings, not permission. My baby Ronan...”

The elder woman rose to her feet and walked toward her son. Then she sat next to Ronan, took his hands in hers, and squeezed them lovingly.

“You and I have been the best of friends from the moment I held you in my arms. I will always love you first and foremost. Your blessings mean a lot to me.”

Ronan gave his mother a piteous look. He almost looked like the little boy from the past, who gave his mother the same puppy eyes to ask for more time to play before bedtime.

“Ronan, you have grown up so big,” she said. Tousling her son’s hair affectionately, she continued, “but you will always be my little boy. I want you to be happy always.”

Ronan bowed his head and sighed.

“Mom, do you love him?”

In the past, the word “love” had never been mentioned in connection to their relationship. Lady Fangblade and Dane Silverback were matched by their parents. They had not interacted much with each other before their marriage.

Funny how the wheel of fate turned and brought them back together. By then, without the both of them realizing it, the complacency of their marriage that turned into anger-filled hatred already morphed further into a semblance of love.

“Yes,” Lady Fangblade said with a bright smile. “I love him.”

Behind her, Dane Silverback looked as if he was struck by thunder.

For the first time ever, Ronan saw a side of his father that he had never before seen.

The elder man was taken aback by his ex-wife’s words, but then his shocked expression melted into a picture of eternal tranquility, his eyes were filled with tenderness for the woman in front of him.

He kept curling his fingers restlessly. If Ronan and Lucien were not there, he might be tempted to close the distance between them and kiss the air out of Lady Fangblade’s lungs.

Seeing his parents in a light that he had never before seen, how could Ronan deny them this little speck of happiness?

The Alpha’s heart softened. He turned to his mother and said, “I give both of you my blessings, Mom.”

He then rose to his feet and walked toward his father.

“If you ever hurt my Mom again, I will beat you up. I don’t care if you are my father or not.”

Dane scoffed. He shot his son a sharp glare.

“Insolent child. How dare you threaten me. I...”

The rest of Dane’s words were stuck in his throat when he was pulled into a hug by his adult son. He was so shocked by this sudden gesture of familial warmth that he practically turned into a concrete block.

“Thanks for saving Mom,” he mumbled. “And thank you for saving Lucien.”

Petrified, Dane didn’t know what to do other than clumsily patting Ronan on the back.

Behind them, Lucien could not help but smile.

In the end, albeit a little late, Ronan’s family was whole again.