Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

321 The Start Of The Cruise Vacation

On the second week of June, the Abermagne Port at the farthest end of the continent was full with people who dressed like they just came straight from the ongoing Summer Dream Fashion Week.

Strutting around like proud peacocks, men and women held each other’s hands, or draped their arms around each other’s bodies.

Those who maintained low profiles were often found in not-so-private corners, enraptured by hot kisses and embraces.

All of them were waiting for the luxurious cruise ship by the name “Seven Layers Of Heaven” to be open for boarding.

The massive vessel, with a gross tonage of almost 300,000, boasted almost 3000 cabins to provide accommodation for almost 7500 people. The passengers had thirty different choices of cabins to pick from, with prices ranging from lowest to highest depending on the cabin view, the cabin location, and also the extra amenities and services.

Whichever cabin the passengers picked, they were still going on the same romantic cruise. It was all they needed to take their breaths away, to transport them into a parallel universe where all their problems were momentarily forgotten and they just had to enjoy the upcoming trip.

Not that these people struggled a lot in their lives.

They were all filthy rich.

Or at least half of them were.

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Some children looked as if they had golden towels to wipe their butt since infancy.

A red-blonde woman with her hair tied up into a bun and a pair of blue-tinted sunglasses sat at a small white table. She was protected from the sun by a huge maroon-colored umbrella that was attached to the table.

The red tank top and a pair of beige pants accentuated her slim body. Her fair and shapely legs stood naked to the eyes, and her feet were wrapped in a pair of white strap sandals.

She looked lovely and enchanting.

But there was something about her that made prospective lovers decide not to approach her.

It was possibly the blinding confidence that she exuded.

Or maybe it was her arrogant posture, with one gorgeous leg draped over another.

Or maybe it was the mask of fury that she wore across her face.

Annalynne Clearwater was very unhappy.

In five minutes, they were going to be able to board but her brother was still not in sight.

“Anna, here’s your drink,” Lowell came back with two tall cups of iced caramel latte.

Annalynne slurped loudly while she cast a menacing look at the crowd.

Her mood worsened visibly when the time arrived and everyone started boarding the ship.

“Where is Lulu???” she asked loudly. “If that perverted Alpha thinks that I will board the ship without Lulu, he is sorely mistaken!”

Lowell’s lips parted in disappointment.

This was the first birthday that they spent together. Did Annalynne like her brother more than her boyfriend?

He didn’t want to say it out loud, but maybe, just maybe, Annalynne was a little too obsessed with her twin brother.

“Yo.”

Both Annalynne and Lowell turned around when they heard the familiar voice.

Ronan and Lucien stood behind them, Ronan scowling and Lucien smiling.

“Hi Lowell,” he greeted Annalynne’s boyfriend.

The man quickly blushed when he saw Lucien. He stammered a “H-Hello.”

In his whole life, Lowell had always been attracted to women. But whenever he caught sight of Lucien, he understood why some men, just like the Alpha of the Infinite Eclipse Pack, preferred him over the most beautiful Alpha’s daughters.

Ronan Silverback pursed his lips in jealousy.

He hated it when men and women fawned over Lucien. Did they not know that Lucien was his mate? They should refrain from looking at him.

Particularly Lucien’s twin sister!

Annalynne bounced off her feet and ran toward Lucien happily.

She put her arms around Lucien’s neck and pulled him into a hug.

Laughing, Lucien hugged her back and spun her around.

They looked like a couple in love.

Lowell stood there with an uneasy smile.

Ronan’s face was as dark as the pot bottom.

His mood worsened even more when the woman wrinkled her nose after sniffing Lucien’s scent.

“Bleah,” she said, sticking her tongue out and making a disgusted face. “Lulu, your scent has deteriorated. You used to smell so good.”

Ronan rolled with his eyes.

Opposite Lucien, Annalynne sure had a thick face. And she always knew what to say to aggravate Ronan.

“Okay, let’s board the ship!” she shouted cheerfully.

Thankfully, this time she grabbed Lowell and dragged him instead of her brother toward the ship.

“Ronan, don’t be mad,” Lucien said once his sister was out of earshot.

He reached out to caress Ronan’s cheek. “Anna is still a child.”

“Hm.”

Ronan took Lucien’s hand and kissed the middle of his palm.

His words carried a hidden message. If Ronan fought with his sister, then Ronan was also a child.

Wordlessly, Ronan put an arm around Lucien’s waist and led him into the ship. All of their luggage were already taken care of by a bunch of cabin attendants.

The four werewolves went into the most luxurious suite on board. Located at the highest deck in the middle of the cruise ship with a whopping area of almost 3000 square feet and a balcony that overlooked the ocean, it was practically a penthouse.

As soon as they entered the penthouse, a butler approached them with a tray of drinks.

“Champagne, Sirs and Madam?”

“Oooh,” Annalynne quickly grabbed herself a glass. “Fancy!”

“No, thanks,” Lucien refused with a smile. “I am no good with alcohol.”

“What about a hibiscus tea? Maybe with warm milk and honey to enrich the flavor? The milk was stocked this morning from a nearby town and the honey was harvested from the cruise line’s private, sustainable forest.”

“That sounds lovely, I would like that.”

“Right away, Sir.”

The luxurious dwelling had a master bedroom and two smaller bedrooms for children. Eager to grab the biggest room for himself and Lucien, Ronan personally dragged his and Lucien’s luggage into the master bedroom.

As soon as he got in, he jumped on the queen-sized bed.

With a victorious smile hanging on his lips, he lay on the bed like a male model in a porn magazine.

The smile quickly disappeared when Lucien came in and proceeded to take his luggage out.