Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

While there were a few beach spots that were open for tourists, there were also a few private beaches that were rented only to the premium customers who dared to pay an exorbitant sum of money for an outdoor but private experience.

After a hearty birthday brunch, Ronan whisked Lucien away to one of these private beaches.

A cream-colored tent stood tall by the beach, its curtains flapping gently with the soft breeze that blew through the beach.

The inside of the tent was occupied by a cozy, legless circular bed. A few round and fluffy pillows were laid across the bed to give guests more comfort.

Wearing a pair of tinted sunglasses that settled on his high and straight nose bridge, Ronan lay on the bed with an arm supporting his upper body.

His shirt was unbuttoned, exposing a huge expanse of his chest to those who were lucky enough to catch a glimpse.

Leaning against a pillow at Ronan’s lap was Lucien, who was curled up to his side in a fetal position. Ronan was gazing at his mate’s beautiful features, but the other man was not looking at him at all.

He was busy looking at the framed sonogram.

.....

In fact, ever since Lucien unwrapped the gift from his father, he refused to let it go.

The only time that his hands left the frame was when he was eating brunch. Even then, his eyes kept drifting back to the picture. It was possibly the most fascinating piece of art that he had ever seen in his life.

“How are you still not bored with it? I can ask the fertility center to send you loads of pictures.” Ronan commented while carding Lucien’s soft curls with his fingers.

“No,” Lucien answered. “This one is perfect.”

“Just like you,” Ronan flirted.

Lucien smiled.

“They are beautiful, aren’t they?”

Ronan raised an eyebrow.

Even among other alpha werewolves, both of them stood out in terms of their beauty and attractiveness. That being said, of course, their children were going to be beautiful. There was no doubt about that.

It’s just that the two tiny bubbles had yet to evolve into pups that exhibited any facial features, so it was rather difficult to tell whether they were beautiful or not.

The Alpha cleared his throat in response and said, “They should be.”

“They are,” Lucien insisted. “I know that they are.”

Ronan chuckled.

He caressed the side of Lucien’s head lovingly and squeezed the latter’s chin.

“What if they are not? Are you going to love them less?”

Lucien shot icy glares at Ronan and replied without skipping a beat, “Ronan Silverback, they are beautiful no matter what. Don’t you dare claim that they are not.”

“... Pffft. Of course. Our children are the most beautiful pups in the world,” Ronan laughed while pulling his ridiculous mate into his embrace.

Smothered against Ronan’s warm chest, Lucien’s lips curled up into a smile.

“I am happy,” he mumbled with a soft sigh. “So happy. This is the best birthday present that I have ever received in my entire life.”

Ronan ran his hands up and down Lucien’s shapely back. Cocking his head to the side with a smile, he commented, “You were not too excited when you first found out about the fertility center. Honestly, I thought that you would be rather indifferent once the insemination proves successful.”

“...”

Lucien pushed at Ronan’s shoulder and made him lie on his back. He then climbed on top of the taller man’s body and sat on him.

The red-blond man placed his weight left and right of Ronan’s hips and leaned forward to cup Ronan’s face in his palms.

“Don’t be offended, Alpha, but when I first found out that you funded an entire fertility center to try and generate babies out of our semen samples, I thought that you had gone nuts.”

“.....”

An apologetic grin spread across Lucien’s beautiful face.

“So sorry but I never bought your story about the High Seer. Either you drank too much that night or you bumped your head a little too hard when you escaped from the crumbling council headquarters.”

Ronan was so offended.

“…... Seriously, Lulu? I have done so much for us and all this time, you thought that I was insane?”

Ronan propped himself into a sitting position and held Lucien by his waist to prevent the latter from toppling backward.

“That is mean,” the Alpha pouted.

He had been terribly wronged.

He worked so hard but Lucien didn’t even appreciate his efforts!

Lucien was so inconsiderate!

“I am so, so, so, sorry,” Lucien repeated while bumping their foreheads together. “Will you forgive me, Alpha?”

“I don’t know about that,” Ronan drawled in response.

He took the framed sonogram off Lucien’s hand and set it aside.

“Do you think that a simple apology is enough to account for your wrongdoing?”

“Oh?”

Lucien rubbed against Ronan’s cheeks with his thumbs and gave him a seductive smile. “In that case, what do I have to do to earn the Alpha’s forgiveness?”

Ronan shrugged.

“Maybe you should express your sincerity in actions rather than words.”

“Oh? What kind of actions?”

Lucien’s hands wandered down and rubbed against the bulge between Ronan’s legs.

When he gave it a light squeeze, he managed to extract a delicious moan from Ronan’s lips.

“Like this?”

“It is a start,” Ronan agreed.

He grabbed the back of Lucien’s neck and pulled him close until their lips were only millimeters apart. The desire in their hunting breaths and the lust in their gleaming eyes were quite apparent.

“Why don’t you do your job as a Luna and serve your Alpha? Maybe I will forgive you then.”

A soft blush appeared on Lucien’s cheeks, making him look adorable.

“Not here,” he whispered. “Let’s go back to the suite.”

Unfortunately, the Alpha disagreed.

“Why the suite?” he asked with a wink. “Here is just fine.”

“...”

Ronan pulled at the curtain ropes that hung at each side of the tent.

The thick curtains fell around the couple, hiding them from curious eyes.