Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

114 The First Strategic Meeting

Ten alpha warriors from each of the fourteen packs that swore to support the Silent Walkers Pack arrived in groups from late afternoon until after dinner’s time. As the custom demanded, each pack must send a lead warrior to act as the group coordinator.

The Infinite Eclipse Pack went a few levels higher. Their Alpha personally led the representatives from his pack, which were not regular alpha warriors but the best lead warriors from the pack. They were personally selected by Quinn, the best of the best fighters in the pack.

Before Jake left for Blue Hill City, Quinn pulled Jake aside to tell him that everyone was really excited about the upcoming war and would give their all to win the war.

Although no one dared to voice it out loud in front of Ronan, the whole pack was pretty sick of the constant discordance between the Infinite Eclipse Pack and the Night Prowler Pack.

They were dying to demonstrate their pack’s supremacy once and for all.

The fact that the Alpha dared to openly challenge the Night Prowler Pack like this, the sheer brilliance of grasping the opportunity was reason enough to praise the Alpha for days. And weeks to come if they won the war. No, AFTER they won the war.

With Ronan’s determination, victory was practically within grasp.

While listening to Quinn gushing about their magnificent Alpha, Jake the Beta merely nodded repeatedly in agreement while saying a lot of “Yes” and “That’s correct” and “Definitely”.

That was all he could do in order to not grab Quinn by the shoulder and shake her around to wake her up from her beautiful daydream.

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What brilliance?

What supremacy?

Ronan Silverback was literally pulling all the stops to impress his fated mate, Lucien Clearwater!!!

Against his wishes, the poor Beta had had to witness the many embarrassing occasions when his Alpha chased after Lucien relentlessly.

Ronan was thick-skinned.

Hopefully, that thick skin would help him in winning the war.

Maybe not even Kinnon’s claws could pierce through that thick skin of Ronan.

Although Jake was not participating in the war, Ronan asked him to stand guard in the Silent Walkers Pack House anyway. That was the official order that the Alpha gave. The unofficial order was to coordinate the lead warriors in Ronan’s stead while the latter spent his time with Lucien.

Sigh.

That was why Jake was also invited to the first strategic meeting that they held that night.

Although Lucien was the one who led the meeting, it was quickly apparent who the real leader of the operation was. It was Ronan Silverback.

Why, you might ask?

It was because the lead warriors from the thirteen packs had the same instruction from their Alphas : “Do whatever Ronan Silverback tells you. If he wants you to jump, you ask how high. If he asks you to run, you ask how far.”

They were expected to display total obedience toward Ronan.

How lucky that Ronan was on Lucien’s side completely, so that Lucien did not have any problem telling the lead warriors what to do at all. In fact, the biggest resistance that Lucien faced while preparing for the war came from his own pack, much to his chagrin.

After all pack representatives had been distributed to the five group leaders, Lucien finally could breathe for a bit. The major preparation was done. The next item on his to-do list was to make sure that all the warriors were perfectly aligned with each other during the next two days.

Both Ronan and Lucien agreed that they could use some more sleep for the night, so they parted with a good night kiss and headed toward their respective rooms.

When Lucien opened the door to his bedroom, his stomach started to growl. Apparently, he had forgotten to take his dinner. Lucien thus headed toward the pack kitchen to get some snack for the night.

Before he even entered the kitchen, the fragrant smell of mushroom soup wafted from between the slightly ajar kitchen door and tickled his nose. Someone was cooking late at night.

Lucien stepped into the kitchen and saw Kendra at the stove, cooking something inside a pot. The woman whipped around in fright when she sensed someone else in the kitchen.

“Oh. It’s you, Lucien.”

“Hey, Kendra. Did you also miss dinner?”

Kendra laughed.

“You can say that. Would you like to eat together?”

“Only if you have enough,” Lucien replied with a smile. “Can I help?”

“Yeah, uh... Why don’t you help me fry the steak? That is the last thing we need to do,” Kendra said.

“Sure.”

Lucien took a frying pan from its hook and poured some oil into it. After the oil was hot enough, he put the seasoned steak slices into the pan and let them sizzle for some time before flipping them.

A gentle smile appeared on Kendra’s face when she observed Lucien.

“You are not bad,” she praised.

“This? This is nothing. You were the one who did the seasoning. The credit is yours.”

Kendra shook her head. “If you burn the meat, even the seasoning cannot save it.”

Kendra turned off the stove and ladled out two bowls of creamy mushroom soup and put them on the table, next to a big bowl of noodles.

Lucien took the fried steaks out of the pan and cut them into strips before serving them on a plate. He also took two round plates and two sets of cutleries for their use.

“Mmm,” Kendra sniffed at the steaks with delight.

“I hope they are edible.”

“I hope so too,” Kendra joked as she bit into the juicy steak strip. “Ohh, yummy. You should cook more often for me.”

Lucien laughed. “You contribute the most to this excellent dinner. I should be the one saying that.”

Kendra poured the bowl of mushroom soup into her noodles and started to mix them thoroughly.

The woman already twirled the noodles around her fork and lifted it to her lips before she thought about something else and put the fork back on her plate.

“Say, Lucien. Should we get married?”