Pursuing My Rejected Alpha
Chapter 59

Oh, Goddess, noooo...!!!"

Ronan broke their kiss and wailed into Lucien's shoulder.

"What the f**k is that old man trying to do? This is the hospital!" he shouted angrily.

Ronan climbed off the bed, intent on barging into the next ward to straighten the lawless behavior of his divorced parents.

Lucien pulled Ronan at his waist and dragged him back to bed.

"Ronan, what the hell do you think you are doing? Those are your parents!" he hissed at his mate.

"Exactly because they are my parents that I must say something! I can't tolerate this lecherous attitude! How old do they think they are???" Ronan roared like a wounded beast.

"It is not your freaking place to tell them not to have s*x with each other!"

Ronan wailed again when he heard the cursed words coming out of Lucien's mouth. Lucien took the chance to drag Ronan back to bed. As soon as the taller man hit the mattress, he curled up in a fetal position and buried his face into the nearest pillow.

.....

"Don't say that," he lamented. "Don't say that they are doing 'that. Goddess, noooooo...!!!"

"Doing what? Having s*x?" Lucien repeated just to tease the poor man mercilessly. "Arrrgggggghhhhhhhhh!!!"

Ronan howled in genuine pain. He stuffed his ears with pillows, determined not to hear another word coming out of Lucien's mouth, or the ungodly sounds from the adjacent ward.

Looking at how distressed his mate was at the prospect of his parents hooking up, Lucien could barely suppress his laughter.

Needless to say, Dane Silverback successfully took the wind off Ronan's sail that night. While Ronan held Lucien in his arms and drifted into sleep, he was haunted by the suspicion that he might never be able to get an erection ever again. Not as long as his parents were engaged in depraved activities with each other.

When morning came, Ronan was in a hurry to go back to the Infinite Eclipse Pack. He did not want to see his mother at all. "I can't," he said with a broken voice. "Lulu, please just tell Mom that I am feeling sick. I don't want to see any of them."

"... Sooner or later, you have to. They are your parents," Lucien pointed out.

Ronan clawed into the mattress and howled.

"Lulu, please, just..."

Lucien giggled.

He placed a kiss on the back of Ronan's neck to placate him.

"Alright," he said. "I am going next door to tell your parents that we are leaving. You can go ahead to the car if you want."

"That is a marvelous idea," Ronan praised. He quickly got dressed and got out of the ward. Looking at how fast he walked, Lucien could tell that Ronan was all healed up. Physically, at least. He had a feeling that Ronan would never recover from what he heard the previous night. The Alpha thought that he was safe.

He gladly marched toward the hospital foyer, where Milroy was already waiting for him.

As luck would have it, Lady Adele Fangblade was right there in front of him, chatting amicably with Milroy. When she saw her son, she smiled and waved at him.

Ronan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down in anguish. The torment was more than what he was able to bear.

This was his mother.

His mother!

The person who gave birth to him!

To think that she would do "that" with a man, his unrepentant father to boot... No, the mere thought that she would do it with anyone was beyond nerve-wracking.

No, he could not take it.

Just like a beast who was cornered in an unpleasant situation, the Alpha looked around for an escape route. He was just contemplating the possibility to run past his mother and maybe later make an excuse that he did not see her... Whether or not it made sense did not matter right now.

He had to leave.

Right away.

"Ronan?"

While Ronan was busy with his frantic thoughts, his mother already came over. Milroy excused himself to take care of Ronan's check-out procedures.

Lady Adele Fangblade extended her arms and hugged her son, who was as stiff as one of the trees in the North Ridge Forest.

"Darling, are you alright? You look so pale."

"I... I... Mom...!!!"

Ronan hugged his mom and howled.

"Why... Why...?"

"Why what?" The lady was utterly confused.

"Why did you...? I mean... Why...??? With him???"

Ronan looked so miserable as a dog that was trapped in a downpour.

"Please don't make me say it," he begged. "Otherwise I am going to die from a heart attack."

The look on Ronan's face was too funny. Lady Adele Fangblade could not help but burst into laughter.

"Mom, I am serious!" Ronan growled in unconcealed sorrow.

"Oh, darling, what were you thinking?"

The elder lady patted her son's cheek affectionately.

"Your father hurt his back. All I did was help him to sit so he could eat his dinner."

Relief washed over Ronan.

"Really?"

"Really."

"And you really didn't...?"

"I didn't," Lady Fangblade confirmed.

"Oh, thank Goddess," Ronan blurted out. He could not imagine looking into his mother's eyes ever again if they had... No. They had not. That was the most important thing.

"My poor son," Lady Fangblade teased. "You have dark circles all around your eyes. Don't tell me that you couldn't sleep all night because of that?"

Ronan cleared his throat.

"No, that's not it. The past few days had been quite overwhelming. I need some time to readjust."

"Ah. I see, I see. By the way, Ronan, can I move back into the pack house?"

Ronan was stunned by the sudden request, but he agreed right away.

"Of course!" he shouted in delight. "Mom, you are welcome to move back anytime!"

"I am so glad," the elder lady laughed. "If you said no, I would have to go into a home for elder rogue she-wolves."

"Nonsense!" Ronan snapped. "Mom, you must never refer to yourself as a rogue she-wolf!"

She was after all the mother of the Alpha. Ronan was going to establish her rightful status in the Infinite Eclipse Pack no matter what.

It took a whole day for the Werewolf Council to announce the number of casualties that resulted from Lucrethia's last act of defiance.

Other than Lucrethia herself, two werewolves died on the spot because they failed to escape the crumbling building.

The first one was Conrad Woodland who did not at all transform because he was not in the right state of mind. The second one was Elijah Summertide who could not escape because he was chained in his cell prison. The others thankfully got away with their lives, although some were quite badly wounded that they had to stay in St. Clarence hospital for weeks.

Kieran Locksworth, for example, barely made it because he had to search for Lillian before rushing outside.

Due to her pregnancy, Lillian was unable to transform. If Kieran had not saved her, she would surely be buried under the wreckage and perish on spot.

Both mother and child were safe, but the hospital decided to keep Lillian at the hospital for the time being until she gave birth.

This was a welcome arrangement for both of them, as they had a lot to talk about; such as their decision to stay together, what to do with the Ironclad Claws, and the poor legacy that Lucrethia Woodland left behind.

As soon as Ronan and Lucien returned to their shared apartment, Ronan threw away his phone, shut off his Mind Link, and proceeded to drag his mate to the bedroom.

.....

For once, Lucien did not resist Ronan's advances. It had been a while since they were entangled intimately with each other.

Encouraged by Lucien's lack of usual protests, Ronan did not bother holding back. He literally soiled Lucien in every way possible.

He took Lucien on the bed, in the shower room, in the bathtub, on the prized carpet, on the couch, and even pinned him against the window wall.

By the end of it, Lucien regretted it a little. Sore and full of Ronan's essence, the Luna of the Infinite Eclipse Pack thought that he saw light at the end of the tunnel. It turned out to be the morning sun that peeked from behind the curtains. They literally f****d all night.

Lucien assumed that he passed out in the middle of it, maybe an hour ago or a few hours ago.

The sunlight stung his eyes, but not as bad as the spot between his buttcheeks.

Lucien pressed a hand against his lower stomach. He suspected that Ronan ruptured one or more of his organs. He should go back to St. Clarence hospital to check for any internal bleeding.

The man suppressed a groan when he pushed himself off the bed to a sitting position.

His entire body was sticky with their combined body fluids, and Ronan's arms and legs were wrapped tightly around his frame like a four-legged octopus.

A slight movement was all it took to wake Ronan up. The Alpha dragged Lucien back into the bed when the latter tried to go into the bathroom to clean up.

"No," Ronan breathed against Lucien's forehead. "We are not going out today."

Lucien patted Ronan's cheek fondly. "Even if we are not going out, we still have to clean up."

"Hmm."

Ronan stuck out his tongue and licked Lucien's lips in response.

"If you need to clean up, why don't I clean you up right now."

"

Apparently, the Alpha took his silence as "yes" because he then started licking Lucien all over.

"Ronan! It tickles!!!" Lucien laughed when Ronan's tongue danced around the side of his neck.

As a response, Ronan groped Lucien's waist and butt. One of his fingers slyly made its way inside the man's soft entrance while his mouth closed around one of Lucien's swollen nipples. "Hss..."

Lucien arched his back and winced from the pain. His fingers clawed into Ronan's shoulders, adding more fingernail marks to the ones from the previous night.

Ronan lifted their bodies into a sitting position and pulled Lucien to his lap. As he sealed his mate's lips with a passionate kiss, he pushed his erect shaft inside Lucien again. "Mmm!!!"

Lucien widened his eyes in surprise. He broke their kiss and cried like a tormented prisoner.

"Ronan... Ahh... Stop... Aaahhh I can't take it...!!!"

Ronan chuckled.

Of course he could. He did many, many times before.

Having slept with him countless times, who knew better than Ronan what Lucien could and could not take inside his mesmerizing body?

"I love you," the Alpha whispered before he grabbed the back of Lucien's neck and locked their lips together again.

Lucien's protests were drowned by Ronan's domineering kiss, his resistance morphing into acquiescence when Ronan plunged into his deepest recess again and again.

The long and thick rod kept grazing the pleasure spot inside his body. Shuddering from the incomparable sensation, Lucien subconsciously tried to get away. Unfortunately, it only made the Alpha tighten his grip around him. Ronan held on to Lucien's waist and drove in and out of him with unrivaled vivacity.

Even an ice statue had to melt when coming face-to-face with Ronan's scorching heat. Including Lucien.

The red-blonde man spasmed violently when he gave in to his lust. His sight went dark for a split second before stars burst into his sight and made him forget everything else, including his name.

A hoarse moan escaped Lucien's lips when the wave of pleasure washed over him. Guided by his instinct, he bared his fangs and bit into Ronan's nape, claiming the Alpha as his own.

Ronan was more than happy to comply.

His lips curling up into a devious smile, he pumped hard into his mate a few more times before he too reached his climax and marked his mate. In his arms, Lucien trembled from being pumped by both his seeds and pheromones. "Ah... Ahh..."

Tears trickled down the tail of Lucien's eyes. Ronan released Lucien's nape and kissed them away.

"Sssh... Baby, it's alright..."

Lucien opened his eyes and gave Ronan an aggrieved look. The ends of his eyes were reddened. Ronan peppered tiny kisses on Lucien's face.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

Lucien glared at him.

"When does it not?" he asked with a scowl.

The huge grin on Ronan's face showed that he was not the slightest bit remorseful. On the contrary, he was even a little proud of his achievement. "Get off me."

Infuriated by Ronan's shamelessness, Lucien pushed at Ronan's chest.

The Alpha threw himself at Lucien instead, pinning him to the bed.

"Lulu, I am still inside you," he reminded his blushing mate. "Be nice to me," he added with an aggrieved voice.

44"

Was he not nice enough?

He let the big bad wolf bully him for a whole night and then more!

Ronan was truly the type of person who demanded two kidneys when he was given one.

.....

Luckily, they were still tied together so Lucien decided to cooperate.

The two men reveled in the afterglow of their lovemaking session while waiting for Ronan's knot to deflate.

"My Lulu, when are you finally going to marry me?" Ronan asked, making puppy eyes at his mate.

Lucien pursed his lips and squeezed Ronan's jaw.

"... The Werewolf Council Headquarters was completely destroyed. Where else do you want to register our marriage?" Ronan groaned when he recalled the heap of ruins that the ancient building turned into.

"For Goddess' sake," he cursed.

The Alpha burrowed his head into Lucien's chest full of indignation.

"Couldn't the old hag pick another place to destroy???"

Lucien chuckled. He slipped a hand into Ronan's thick dark hair and massaged his scalp. "There is no rush, is there?"

"Of course, there is," Ronan disagreed.

Speaking about being in a rush, the Alpha suddenly recalled something else.

He pulled out of Lucien's body, making the latter groan one last time. Without any plug hindering their flow, globs of cum rolled out of Lucien's gaping hole. They dripped onto the messy bedsheet, forming a tiny pool of semen beneath Lucien's body. Ronan had to wipe his saliva away from his lips. It took him every bit of self-restraint to not push back into Lucien's body and keep his seeds where they belonged - inside Lucien's belly.

"I need to do something," the Alpha said mysteriously. After he carelessly wrapped a bathrobe around his naked body, he quickly disappeared into the living room.

That was wonderful, because then Lucien could finally clean himself up. He walked to the bathroom and stood in front of a tall mirror. There was a slight bulge around his otherwise flat abdomen. When he pressed on it, more of Ronan's c*m trickled down his legs. Lucien shook his head in disbelief.

That man literally gave him a belly full of c*m.

"Lulu, open up," Ronan's voice was heard along with the knocks at the bathroom door.

Lucien opened the door to let Ronan in. The Alpha was slightly red in the face.

Lucien furrowed his brows at him.

"What happened?"

"Nothing!" Ronan said with an unusually high-pitched voice. "Everything is fine! Wonderful! By the way, my mom is back in the pack house!"

"That's wonderful. We should come and visit to see whether she needs something," Lucien said with a smile.

Lady Adele Fangblade had never stepped a foot into the pack house ever since she divorced Dane Silverback. Although no one would dare to treat her poorly, she must feel rather awkward by herself. A visit from family members was what she needed right now, and Lucien knew just the right son to pay her a visit.

The Luna grabbed the Alpha's elbow and pulled him inside the bathing area. "Come, let's clean up."

Ronan swallowed hard when he watched Lucien's enchanting backside. The powerful lines of his shoulder blades, the slender waist, the two ripe fruits that hung beneath...

His eyes darted toward the marks that he left on Lucien's body when he kneaded at the latter's flesh. He could almost hear Lucien's ragged moans, his sweet whimpers whenever Ronan squeezed his body and stuffed him full with his c**k... Hypnotized by his mate's beauty, Ronan followed Lucien into the shower room and kissed his shoulders.

"Mm, Lulu..."

His mate smelled so nice after s*x. Ronan put his arms around Lucien's sexy body, his hardened manhood pressing into Lucien's rear side. When the Alpha was about to suck on his mate's neck, he got a face full of icy cold water. Speechless, he gave Lucien a look full of confusion.

""

"Don't touch me," Lucien said heartlessly before giving Ronan another spray of cold water on the face. "If you don't give me some rest, my hole is never going to close up."

In fact, that had always been Lucien's biggest worry. What if one day his anal sphincter became so loose from continuous f*****g?

Incontinence at an early age was not exactly what he signed up for in a relationship!

After a cold shower with his lover who refused to grant him another kiss, eventually Ronan overcame his horniness and obediently went with Lucien to visit his mother.

Back when she left the pack house, she was staying at the Alpha's residence. Now that her son and his mate occupied said residence, the elder lady was given the second-best apartment just one floor underneath.

Following Lucien's advice, Ronan brought his mother a bouquet of yellow roses.

The two men knocked at the lady's door and rang the doorbell for a long time, but they received no answer.

"Did something happen to my mother?" Ronan thought out loud. "Let's break the door."

Lucien nodded and stepped back to give Ronan some space.

Just as Ronan was about to kick the door open, he heard the lock turning. The door opened slowly, but the person who came out to greet them was not Lady Adele Fangblade at all.

It was, unexpectedly, Dane Silverback.

And he was wearing a bathrobe of exuberant maroon color. One look sufficed to see that it was not his size at all.

The elder man was stunned to see Ronan standing there, looking as if he had personally seen a ghost. His eyes then drifted to Lucien, who was only slightly less shocked than his mate.

"So it's the two of you," Dane growled.

Lady Adele Fangblade was supposedly "still in bed" and was unable to meet Ronan and Lucien.

While Ronan was still hesitating between throwing up all over Dane or giving the man a punch across the face, the diplomatic Lucien ripped the yellow rose bouquet from Ronan's clenched fists and handed it over to Dane.

"We will come again later," he said with a curt smile before dragging Ronan back to their apartment.

The Alpha seemed to have been frozen into a huge chunk of ice.

"Ronan?"

Lucien tried his best to commiserate with his mate, but he really couldn't. He and Annalynne came from a functional family with parents who loved each other. Although both of them were grossed out by the thought that their parents were still sexually active, they were not exactly allergic to the idea.

Ronan was entirely different.

He grew up with parents who supposedly hated each other. Ronan was used to seeing his father as this huge villain who bedded women left and right and sired children thoughtlessly.

And his mother? His mother was a defenseless, innocent victim who was unable to escape her tragic fate of being married to Dane Silverback.

.....

Keeping his mother safe from his father had been Ronan's lifelong mission.

Up to a few weeks ago, Ronan was still hating Dane Silverback with passion. It was easy because Dane's image in Ronan's mind had only grown worse and worse with the passing time.

And then a string of unexpected events happened. Dane helped to save Lucien's life, save and hide Lady Fangblade away, and in the end also worked with Ronan to convict Lucrethia Woodland.

After years of shouldering the reputation as a belligerent scumbag, Dane Silverback turned out to be less of an a*****e than Ronan thought he was.

Ronan was still trying to come to terms with the unexpected development.

He was just thinking about seeing Dane as his father again.

As if that was not difficult enough, must Dane go and seduce his ex-wife?

"Oh, Goddess," Ronan whispered in horror. Clawing into his own cheeks, he asked the question that he had been dreading to ask.

"Lulu, they are doing it, aren't they?"

Lucien pulled his lips into a thin line. He patted Ronan's back and nodded.

"... Yep..."

It was safe to say that they were not just having an innocent pajama party.

"Oh, nooo..."

Ronan dropped on the nearest couch like a sack of sand and buried his face into his hands.

"My mom lied," was the first thing that came to his mind. "I can't believe it. She lied to me. She said that she didn't sleep with him. Oh, Goddess..."

"Well..."

Lucien pulled a grimace. Was this even something that a mother must tell her son? Besides, it was not as if Ronan could take it.

Look at him now.

He sat next to Ronan and caressed the man's broad shoulders.

"Ronan, listen to me. They stayed together for months. What your mother meant was that they didn't do it that night. As for the other nights..."

Ronan whipped his head around and looked at Lucien with a horrified expression.

"What other nights??? Are you telling me that they have been doing it night after night...? Oh, Goddess! No!!! I refuse to believe it!!!"

Lucien bit into his lip to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

"It's not that bad, Ronan."

"Yes, you are right. It can be worse. He might get her pregnant. Holy Goddess! I hope they are being responsible adults!!!"

Ronan howled at the horrific thought that his brain conjured. For Ronan's sake, Lucien did hope that his parents were just reminiscing about the time when they were happily married.

However short the period must be.

"Wait here," Lucien said after patting Ronan's back.

He went to the kitchen to pour the suffering man a glass of water. When he got back, said man was curled up on the couch like a wounded wild animal. He sounded like one, too.

"I need something strong," Ronan demanded, but he accepted the glass of water anyway.

"It's not good to drink alcohol so early in the morning," Lucien pointed out.

"Can I get a can of soda then?"

Lucien narrowed his eyes at his mate.

"That one is equally worse. I told you to never drink soda in the morning before breakfast."

Ronan howled.

He pulled at Lucien's waist and pressed his face into the latter's stomach.

"Then what can I get???"

Lucien sighed. How did the Alpha turn into a child?

"I am going to make you some breakfast."

Ronan's head whipped up in alarm.

"What are you planning to make?"

"Waffles with honey and fresh strawberries."

A perfectly normal breakfast for all human beings out there. Unfortunately, the posh Alpha did not share the same opinion.

Ronan's face darkened.

"We should check your blood glucose level," he murmured unhappily. "Get your coat, we will go to have breakfast in a nearby farmer's market."

Lucien giggled. He hugged Ronan from behind. A delighted hum escaped his lips when his hands traveled around Ronan's toned chest and abdomen.

"Do you like what you touch?" Ronan teased Lucien, temporarily distracted by his mate's adventurous hands.

Lucien looked up at him with an evil smirk on his face.

"Do you want to invite your parents for breakfast?" he teased back in response.

The Alpha groaned from immense pain.

"Goddess, no! Lulu, I forbid you from mentioning it, ever again!"

That was how Ronan ended up not being able to visit his mother for the time being.

He simply could not stomach the fact that his mother was sexually involved with Dane Silverback. If it were another elder gentleman, Ronan might just replace an excuse to challenge him to a duel.

Three days later, though, Ronan had to swallow all his grievances and meet up with his mother and father. Thankfully, he had Lucien to act as a buffer. Otherwise, the atmosphere would be dreadful.

Two unlikely guests had seen it fit to pay them all a visit.

The two guests were none other than Lucrethia Woodland's surviving children, Katreena Swifttalon and Vera Woodland.

A Luna of a werewolf pack far in the south, Katreena had not come back to North America for more than twenty years. Pine Groove City felt like a long-lost friend that she used to know but did not bother to keep in touch with.

At a first glance, Katreena with her black hair and a pair of greenish-blue eyes resembled Ronan greatly. She had the fortune to inherit the good looks of the Fangblade family members. Her children did not have the same luck. Neither were her blood-related

siblings.

At a second glance, though, people would notice tiny details that revealed that the two people were not closely related. For example, the form of their eyes, or the shape of their noses.

Katreena and Vera were led to the audience hall. They asked to meet with Ronan, Lucien, Lady Fangblade, and Dane Silverback. Once they were all present in the huge hall, though, no words came out.

It was a difficult topic to breach, particularly because Lucrethia Woodland had done Infinite Eclipse Pack so much harm. Both Katreena and Vera sat in silence for a long time before Katreena found her words.

"My name is Katreena, and this is my youngest sister, Vera," Katreena said, introducing herself and her sister.

"We have been going from one pack to another to visit the casualties and offer our greatest support whenever possible."

Lady Fangblade lowered her eyelashes but said nothing.

.....

Dane Silverback tightened his fists over his knees.

Ronan shifted his gaze from the two women to the scenery outside the window.

Lucien was the only one who was willing to look at them directly, but he too did not know what to say other than an empty "I see".

"We are not here to make an excuse for what my mother has done. Her actions caused harm to a lot of packs. We are not going to try to defend her terrible choices."

"Then what are you here for, if I may ask?" Ronan asked with a cold tone.

He went to stand behind Lucien's couch and draped his arms protectively around his mate.

Katreena gave him a curt smile.

"We are here to ask for a favor."

"What favor?" Dane asked with an equally cold tone, if not more.

"My mother's corpse is being detained by the Werewolf Council and placed in St. Clarence hospital's mortuary. We are not allowed to claim the body. As someone who has sinned against practically the whole werewolf community, my mother has been unanimously denounced by the Werewolf Council."

Katreena's voice trembled from sorrow as she forced herself to continue.

"All we want is permission to hold a proper funeral for our mother. She is, after all, our mother."

"There is no place for her in the werewolf community," Ronan declared. "You cannot expect her actions to go unpunished."

"We know," Vera spoke up. "We are not demanding to hold a funeral for her at the Eternal Sleep Lake. But please, please just allow us to claim her body."

Ronan

jeered.

"And what do you plan to do once you have the body?"

"I will take her to the south, to my pack house, and hold a funeral procession according to our custom in the southern area," Katreena retorted. "No one will ever hear from her again. Or from us."

Katreena squeezed her sister's hand. Vera looked up at her sister with glassy eyes and quivering lips.

"I will take Vera with me as well. The Woodlands will no longer set a foot in this continent."

"What about Lillian and her siblings?" Lucien asked.

Katreena gave Lucien a tender smile.

"Lillian is going to marry Kieran and become the Ironclad Claws Pack's Luna. She and Kieran are going to rule over the pack together. As for Lillian's siblings... My niece and nephew, I will of course take them with me as well."

Deep in thought, Lucien lowered his head. So Lillian was going to be the last Woodland in the Ironclad Claws Pack. Her children were going to take their father's surname, Locksworth.

It was rather ironic.

Lucrethia Woodland not only failed to sneak her descendant into the Infinite Eclipse Pack, but also lost the Alpha position in the Ironclad Claws Pack for all eternity.

The Woodland family was henceforth no more.

"Please," Katreena begged. "We have asked many packs. To date, no one is willing to release my mother's body. Consent from the Silverback family means a lot."

Of course it meant a lot. After all, the Silverback family sustained the greatest damage, even more than the Night Prowler Pack and the Silent Walkers Pack.

'Ronan...

'Don't.

Ronan took a deep breath and squeezed Lucien's shoulder.

'I told you that she did not give a crap about your life. For her, all of us are nothing but a bunch of ants that she can trample on at will. Let's be merciless this one time, it will be a lesson for the future generations.

Lucien disagreed.

'Ronan, she is dead. What happens to her corpse doesn't concern her anymore. She won't know about it. By taking revenge on a dead body, you are not hurting Lucrethia but her daughters.' Lucien tilted his head slightly to look at Ronan.

'Think about the time when we thought that your father cremated your mother without even waiting for you to come and say goodbye. These two women are going through the same thing. Have some compassion.

Ronan hung his head and sighed heavily.

'I understand.'

"Ronan? You are the Alpha," Lady Fangblade reminded her son.

"What is your decision?"

Ronan took Lucien's hand and pressed a kiss on his fingers reverently.

"My Luna gave me a wise counsel. As the current head of the Silverback family and the Alpha of the Infinite Eclipse Pack, I agree to release Lucrethia Woodland's corpse to her two daughters."

"Oh, Goddess..."

"Thank you. Thank you so much."

Katreena fought back the tears that gathered in her eyes. She then approached Lucien and squeezed his hands in gratitude.

"Thank you, Lucien Clearwater. We will never forget your kindness."

"Farewell, Madam Katreena Swifttalon and Miss Vera Woodland."

Lucien squeezed back at Katreena's hands. His gaze wandered between the two women in front of him.