Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

“Did you forget? Wars are conducted in wolf forms.”

Lucien had a quick solution for that tiny problem.

“To adhere to the war regulation, I don’t mind transforming into my wolf form and slitting your throat with my claw,” Lucien added mercilessly.

Kinnon had never experienced this side of Lucien, so naturally, he was taken aback.

Since when did Lucien become so fierce?

Kinnon shot Lucien an indulgent smile.

“You are so impatient to kill me that you come here as soon as I woke up. Why the hurry?”

Lucien’s lips were pulled into a thin line. He had a very good answer to that question.

.....

“I don’t want to give you another opportunity to hurt Ronan.”

So it was all about Ronan Silverback.

Kinnon clawed into his bedsheet furiously.

Ronan, Ronan. Ronan again!

Ronan kept coming between him and Lucien. And now Lucien was here on Ronan’s behalf.

What was so good about Ronan anyway???

“You are choosing the wrong man,” Kinnon spat out. “You don’t even know what Ronan is capable of doing.”

“Are you referring to the recent attack on Ralphy?”

Kinnon pursed his lips.

So Lucien knew?

“Ronan told me,” Lucien enlightened him. “Apparently, you assumed that Ronan orchestrated the attack.”

Kinnon scoffed.

“Assume? Don’t look down on me.”

“Do you have any proof then?”

“Oh, I do,” Kinnon smiled. “Will a belt with the Silverback family’s sigil do as proof?”

Lucien narrowed his eyes at Kinnon. “What exactly happened? How did you get your hand on the belt?”

Kinnon motioned toward a chair in front of him.

“Take a seat. I will tell you everything that I know. After that, we can decide how to end the war.”

Lucien exhaled and took a seat in front of Kinnon.

“Please speak, Alpha Kinnon.”

“Let’s invite Bjorn in to narrate the event then. I want you to hear it from someone other than me.”

Lucien agreed.

Summoned through the Mind Link, Bjorn entered the ward again with a solemn expression.

“Yes, Alpha?”

“Tell Lucien what happened on the day of Ralph’s attack,” Kinnon gestured toward Lucien, who turned to face Bjorn.

“Very well.”

The attack happened in the week of the war preparation. Kinnon was busy coordinating the sixteen other packs that he barely had time to spend with Ralph.

The little boy asked to be allowed to go to a brand new amusement park at East Temple City, and Kinnon immediately said no.

His reasoning was simple. It was a tense situation in the werewolf community.

They were going to have a war that involved 32 packs, counting the Silent Walkers Pack and the Night Prowler Pack together.

The timing could not be poorer.

Although Ralph was unhappy, he obeyed Kinnon and did not ask about the amusement park anymore. He instead asked to be allowed to watch the training.

Kinnon thought that it was a good idea to let Ralph see how war preparation went. After all, wars did not happen all too often, and one learned faster when one got to see how they happened.

Ralph thus spent a lot of time watching from the spectator seat while representatives from other packs poured into their residence and participated in the daily training.

On the last day before Kinnon and his group set out to Shadow Mist Creek, he invited the leaders from the sixteen other groups for a coordination meeting.

Bjorn was overseeing the other warriors. For some reason, his gaze drifted to the spectator seat and Ralph was not there. His nanny also had left.

Ralph had a habit of waving and shouting goodbye cheerfully to the warriors before he left to go back to the pack house for whatever reason, so Bjorn went to ask a lead warrior when Ralph left the training ground.

The lead warrior did not even know that Ralph left. No one knew where he ran off to.

After rallying the servants and searching everywhere, Bjorn eventually found him.

The little boy was cowering on the ground with slash wounds on his arms and right leg. Next to him, his nanny lay dead after being maimed terribly by a werewolf. Said werewolf stood before Ralph, preparing to kill the boy.

In his aggression, Bjorn failed to control his strength and ended up killing the werewolf. After a careful investigation, it was found that he smuggled himself into the Night Prowler Pack House by pretending to be one of the warriors that came from supporting packs.

He was even assigned a guest room that he shared with other warriors. His belongings were taken from the room and inspected thoroughly.

What they found in his bag was a belt with the Silverback family’s sigil that was imprinted on a silver plate.

A sinful-looking wolf that was howling at the moon.

It was definitely something, because no werewolf family distributed items that bore their sigil freely. On the other side, ancient werewolf families believed in people who were “not bound by blood but by hearts”. This typically referred to anyone that someone from said ancient family trusted with all their hearts and felt deeply connected to.

For example, when Lady Adele Fangblade gave Lucien the shawl with the Fangblade family sigil on it. By doing so, Lady Fangblade told Lucien that she considered Lucien as one of her family members. And that he approved of Lucien as her son’s partner.

And this was also why the belt was bad news.

It screamed something like “I am sent by the Silverback family to murder the only son of Kinnon Youngshaper, the future Alpha of the Night Prowler Pack.”

Lucien would rather eat lead than believe that Ronan had anything to do with it. Unfortunately, he could not speak for the entire Silverback family. Whoever it was, Ronan was still head of the family. He was responsible for everyone who bore the surname Silverback in the Infinite Eclipse Pack.

Unless...

Lucien swallowed hard. There was one other possibility. The only other possibility that could clear the Silverback family’s name.

“It could be a fake,” Lucien suggested.