Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

136 The End Of The War

It took longer for Kinnon Youngshaper to regain consciousness after he last spoke with Ronan. The hospital staff had purposefully given him a sleeping drug so that he could rest while his body worked to repair itself.

By the time Kinnon finally opened his eyes, three days had already passed.

When he first opened his eyes, he fell into a daze. After being awake for an hour, he was able to piece together his memories.

He was fighting fiercely with Ronan Silverback. There was heavy rain. And then there was the mudslide.

He and Ronan were trapped underneath.

After everything that happened, he managed to make it out alive from the mudslide.

Turning to his Beta, the first thing he asked was : “Did he die?”

Bjorn shook his head.

Kinnon pursed his lips.

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Typical werewolf wars did not go that way. Packs liked to lurk around and make strategic moves against the enemies. There should be plenty of chances of hiding in caves, behind huge walls, or even crossing bodies of water if need be.

And yet the Werewolf Council decided to dump them all in a valley that had nothing but trees.

They had no other choice but to battle it out on spot.

That was exactly what Kinnon wanted. He neither had the time nor wanted to entertain the Silent Walkers Pack any longer.

“How is Ralphy?” The Alpha asked.

Bjorn took out his phone and made a video call.

The call was received and Ralph’s nanny answered.

“Yes, Beta?”

“The Alpha would like to see the heir. Is he there?”

“Yes, he just finished his breakfast. He is now watching some television. Let me take the phone to him.”

Bjorn handed the phone to Kinnon wordlessly. The screen shifted, and then a little boy appeared on the screen.

“Daddy!” He called with a bright smile.

Kinnon’s eyes softened when he saw that his son was alright.

“Ralphy, how are your injuries?”

Ralph lifted his bandaged arms and leg for Kinnon to see.

“Daddy, I am fine! It doesn’t hurt anymore, look!”

Kinnon bit back the remark that it only did not hurt because the thick bandages act like a cushion. He instead smiled and replied, “Very good. Don’t watch too much television. Get a lot of rest.”

The words were mainly directed at the nanny, who immediately spoke up.

“Yes, Alpha.”

The line was cut and Kinnon returned the phone to Bjorn.

A werewolf pup was no different from a human child. They did not have their wolves yet, so they did not heal quickly.

It was good that nothing else happened to Ralph. If something did, Kinnon did not think that he could take it.

“What happened while I was unconscious?” was the next question that Kinnon asked.

Bjorn took out a small notebook from his pocket and dutifully reported, “After the landslide happened and both you and Ronan were found to be missing, I took the liberty to cease the war on your behalf.

Lucien and I worked to take care of the bodies of the deceased, send the injured ones to St. Clarence, and also get the survivors back to their respective packs.”

“What is the body count?”

“From our side, 10 deceased, 125 injured, and 196 survived with little to no injuries.”

10 deceased.

Kinnon rubbed at his tired eyes.

“What about the opposite side?”

Bjorn flipped the page and continued to read, “From the Silent Walkers Pack’s side, 15 deceased, 103 injured, 79 survived with little to no injuries.”

15 deceased.

That was quite a number for a war that lasted less than three hours effectively. Then again, how many wars ended with a mudslide? They were all just extremely unlucky.

Thankfully, 25 were all the werewolves that they lost in the war. Those with heavy injuries might require some time to recover, but they will eventually recover.

“Alpha, there is one more thing,” Bjorn solemnly spoke.

“What is it?”

“Lucien Clearwater has requested to speak to you as soon as you wake up.”

Kinnon’s face darkened.

He was pretty sure that Lucien was not looking for him because he was worried about his injuries.

“Oh, really,” the Alpha said with a chuckle. “Why don’t you ask him to come then?”

Bjorn lifted his gaze and gave his Alpha an expressionless look.

“He is outside. He has been waiting for some time.”

“Fine,” Kinnon said. “Let him in.”

Bjorn gave a curt nod. He put away his notebook and exited the ward to get Lucien.

A moment later, Lucien entered the ward. Bjorn was close at his heels.

“Hello, Lucien,” Kinnon greeted.

“Hi, Kinnon,” Lucien said in return, but his eyes were devoid of warmth.

He turned to look at Bjorn who was watching his every movement without blinking.

“I wish to have a private talk with the Alpha of the Night Prowler Pack,” he pointed out.

Bjorn was still not moving.

“Bjorn, leave us,” Kinnon said.

Bjorn furrowed his brows. “Alpha, I don’t think that it...”

“Leave us. This is an order,” Kinnon emphasized.

Bjorn stared at his Alpha in disbelief. Lucien clearly did not come with a basket of fruits here. Did the Alpha contract a death wish?

Nevertheless, Bjorn inhaled a deep breath and then left without a word of reply.

The door closed behind him, leaving Lucien and Kinnon alone in the ward.

“Well? What do I owe this honor to?”

Lucien shot Kinnon an icy look.

“I am here to end the war.”

A smirk spread on the Alpha’s face. He propped one of his legs up and used it to support an arm.

“And how do you want it to happen?”

“I only see two options,” Lucien narrowed his eyes at the man on the bed.

“One, you surrender completely without any conditions.”

A corner of Kinnon’s mouth ticked up.

“And if I refuse?”

“You will die here and now,” Lucien said without skipping a beat.

Kinnon pinned Lucien with a glare.

“What will it be, Alpha Kinnon?” Lucien asked.