Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

331 Trouble In Paradise

Lucien rolled with his eyes.

The ship was set to depart in fifteen minutes. Just what were they doing so late in Florentine???

“And why are you making Milroy work during our vacation?” Lucien furrowed his brows in confusion.

“It’s our vacation, not his,” Ronan answered lightly with a shrug.

“...”

Poor Milroy.

Annalynne and Lowell made it three minutes before the ship closed its gate and sailed off. They bought a lot of things from the town. Mainly cakes and chocolates and all sorts of candies.

Her cheeks glowing red from running all the way back to the ship, Annalynne panted heavily when she arrived at the suite.

As soon as she got back, she grabbed her brother.

.....

“Lulu... Huff, huff... We need to talk. Huff, huff... I need to talk... I mean...”

“I get it, take a breath first,” Lucien pulled Anna to the living room couch.

Annalynne shot Ronan a poisonous look.

“Please grant us some privacy, Alpha Ronan.”

Ronan could barely conceal his smug grin at this point. Lucien furrowed his brows in confusion. He knew that Ronan and Annalynne were not the best of friends, but what was with this inexplicable smugness?

The Alpha bent down to give Lucien a kiss on the cheek.

“I will be at the pool until dinner time,” he said with a wink.

“Mhm.”

Annalynne shut the glass door behind Ronan. She then took a seat on the couch, next to Lucien. Opposite them, Lowell could not look more nervous.

“Lulu, are you hungry?”

“... No?”

He ate a lot in Florentine. In fact, he would be fine without dinner.

“Don’t say that. Come on, I brought you a lot of food.”

“...”

His twin sister literally raided a few shops straight. She even brought back some fruits from the orchard.

That was when Lucien realized that something was wrong. His mind immediately flew to the worst case possible.

“Anna, are you pregnant...?” he asked through gritted teeth while giving Lowell a sharp glare.

The poor man shook his head vehemently before Annalynne even answered.

The woman herself widened her eyes, her face turning red upon hearing Lucien’s question.

“What??? No!!!”

Lucien heaved a sigh.

“Then what?”

“I, ahem, we, I mean...”

What Annalynne wanted to say was technically between her brother’s expectation and nightmare. She was sexually active, she had just not gotten pregnant from the act.

Seeing that Annalynne could not say it out loud, Lucien shifted his gaze to Lowell instead.

“When did you start sleeping with my sister?”

Lowell swallowed hard.

How was it that Lucien asked him the exact same question that his mate did?

No, even worse. Lucien’s glare indicated that he was about to tear Lowell in pieces, should Lowell’s answer fail to please him.

Large beads of cold sweat built on Lowell’s forehead. They slowly ran down his face, drenching his shirt further.

To lie or not to lie?

Lying was not even an option here.

Bravely, Lowell thus gave Annalynne’s brother the honest answer.

Outside, Ronan was swimming laps back and forth.

When he heard the shrill scream coming from the living room, he knew that Lucien already found out the truth.

Let’s just hope that Landon did not castrate Lowell.

Ronan got out of the swimming pool, dried his hair with a towel, and wrapped his bathrobe around his muscular body before he re-entered the living room.

Just in time to see Lucien towering over Lowell.

His mate had a leg next to Lowell’s waist. He grabbed the other man by his collar and hissed at him angrily.

“You better confess what you have done to my parents and propose to my sister as soon as we got off the ship!”

Lowell nodded fervently. Who told him the same thing previously? Ah yes, Alpha Ronan.

“Lulu, it was consensual!” Annalynne insisted.

As a response, Lucien shot her a menacing glare.

“And you! You better get married right away. I don’t want to hear about a second pregnancy scare!”

Lucien marched away to a bedroom, but not the master bedroom. Ronan’s.

The Alpha worked so hard to suppress his laughter that his stomach started to hurt.

Annalynne shot him a furious glare.

“Are you happy now, Alpha Ronan? Is this what you want? Are you done ruining our birthday???”

Ronan shook his head.

He sat opposite the glaring woman and spoke softly to her, “Exactly because this is your last birthday together before he marries into my pack that I want it to be flawless. No secrets or anything.”

Ronan tapped at Annalynne’s cheek afterward, prompting her to shout, “Hey!!!”

“That’s for infuriating my mate,” he said with a wink. “That was a lot less than the slap that you gave me back then.”

“...”

Alpha Ronan never let any debt be left unpaid, did he?

Annalynne screeched into a couch pillow while Ronan went into his bedroom.

Lucien was there, sitting on his bed in a lotus pose while hugging a pillow. His brows were pulled together and he was glaring at the innocent sky outside.

“Lulu? Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I am. I just lost my temper there.”

Ronan hugged his mate from behind and pressed a kiss on the latter’s nape. Just on top of their mating bond scar.

“You knew, didn’t you?”

“Mhm.”

Lucien heaved a sigh.

“Ronan, do you think that Lowell is the right person for Anna?”

Ronan crawled in front of Lucien, took the pillow away, and laid his head on Lucien’s lap.

“Don’t you?”

“I don’t know,” Lucien lowered his eyes. “If he isn’t, it will be wrong to force them to marry. But what if Anna misses out on the right person just because she could not restrain herself?”

Ronan hummed.

“I think that the right man for her will not care whether or not she is still a virgin.”

Lucien looked down at the Alpha on his lap, his eyes full of doubt.

“So if I had done it with someone other than you, would you still marry me?”