Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

118 The War Simulation

“Your wound,” Ronan whispered as he grabbed Lucien’s arm. “If you run around in your wolf form, the wound will tear again. Rest for the day, it will not be too late to join tomorrow.”

Lucien scowled in displeasure.

Great.

Thanks to Ronan, he was going to miss out on an exciting war simulation. “This is all your fault.”

Aware of his contribution to the situation, Ronan was quick to agree. “I know. If you want, we can practice some combat skills with weapons. How does it sound? It will also be useful for you on the battlefield.”

Training was training. Human form or wolf form. With or without weapons.

Lacking better alternatives, Lucien begrudgingly agreed.

When Jake saw the bandages around Lucien’s neck, he didn’t even bother to ask. He also did not wish to know the details.

“Hi Lucien,” he greeted before handing two spears to Lucien and Ronan. “I will go and watch the war simulation.”

.....

Ronan nodded at him in agreement.

Lucien swung the spear like an expert and aimed the pointy end at Ronan, his eyes burning with fighting spirit. Ronan’s lips were pulled into a smirk.

“Come at me, baby,” he taunted.

Lucien squinted at his opponent. He lunged forward and aimed at Ronan’s waist. The Alpha quickly used his spear to block Lucien’s attack.

He did not expect Lucien to lightly step to the side, let the spear drop, and land a kick at Ronan’s chest instead.

“...”

That one kick wiped the smirk off Ronan’s face.

Thankfully, Lucien only used half of his power. If he had been serious, he would have broken a rib or two.

“You will regret it if you underestimate me, Alpha,” Lucien said with a sweet smile.

“Not bad,” Ronan commented, a glint of amusement flashed in his eyes. “And I thought that you did nothing but painting in the past seven years.”

The two men attacked at the same time and met in the middle, their spears clashing against each other with every turn.

Ronan knew that Lucien was not as weak as he thought, but the man truly knew how to fight. In the past years, the man had been actively working on his fighting skills. Not bad at all.

Lucien especially liked to catch his opponent off guard. When one expected the pointy end of the spear, he got a flaming fist instead, and vice versa.

His movement was elegant like a dancer and smooth like flowing water.

Ronan got hit more than once while admiring Lucien’s beautiful moves.

Just as Lucien thought to give Ronan one final whack to sober him up, the Alpha turned around, smacked the spear off Lucien’s hand, and locked the latter’s limbs in a tight embrace.

Lucien threw Ronan an annoyed look.

“Is this how Alpha Ronan subdued his enemy in a fight on regular basis?”

“Only if the enemy is my beloved Lucien Clearwater,” Ronan flirted openly.

Lucien could not help but smile. He averted his gaze but it was a tad too late. Ronan already saw it.

“You are so lovely,” Ronan whispered with a husky voice. His warm breath ghosted at Lucien’s neck. “I might just accidentally kiss you. Sorry in advance.”

Lucien wriggled around in Ronan’s arms restlessly. “Ronan, don’t play around,” he hissed.

Ronan lowered his head teasingly. If they were not standing out in the open right now, he would love to attack Lucien with hundreds of kisses. Sticks and stones only hurt him, but kisses would melt Lucien into a pool of wax. One that Ronan could knead to his pleasure.

A choir of howls was heard coming from a distance away. Ronan released Lucien and dragged him to look at how the warring teams were performing.

The red team won over the blue team as the “Alpha” of the blue team had lost his scarf to another wolf from the red team.

Later on, the yellow team lost against the green team. The second round was to take place after lunch. When lunchtime arrived, all the wolves morphed back to their human form. They all looked messy and exhausted.

Alice Clearwater and a few ladies from the pack were in charge of preparing lunch and distributing them to the hardworking war participants.

Today, they came with another delectable lunch menu : fresh chicken salad with a generous amount of dressing, grilled cheese sandwiches, and piping warm apple pies.

A lot of wooden tables and benches were laid outside for each group to take their lunches.

Ronan and Lucien sat together in a corner. There were still some free spots at the table, but no one dared to take a seat close to Ronan Silverback. Not even Jake the Beta. Only Alice Clearwater had the guts to disturb the couple.

“Lucien? What happened to your neck?”

Lucien could not bear to feed his mother the same dumb lie, so he decided to tell her half of the truth.

“I got hurt by accident, Mom. The bleeding has already stopped. You don’t have to worry.”

Alice said nothing, but she gave Ronan a bone-chilling side stare.

“Is that so? Then please enjoy the food.”

“Thanks, Mom. They are delicious.”

“The best, Mrs. Clearwater,” Ronan added.

Alice gave them both curt smiles before leaving with the other ladies to tend to the next group.

After lunch, Ronan and Lucien joined Jake to watch the final simulation between the red team and the green team. While the first rounds took merely around two hours each, the final round lasted more than that. Both teams took it very seriously. No one wanted to be on the losing team, especially those who came from the Infinite Eclipse Pack.

Ronan looked around by chance and caught sight of Annalynne who was standing at the periphery. She was not there to watch the second round. She stared at Ronan the whole time instead. Once she locked eyes with the Alpha, she gestured for him to come over.

“I will get us some water,” Ronan said as he rose to his feet.

“What? I will do that,” Jake quickly said, but Ronan pressed on his shoulder instead.

“Sit.”

Ronan strolled away from the area and found Annalynne near the fence.

“Hello, Alpha Ronan,” Annalynne greeted him with a solemn expression. “Please follow me.”