Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

227 The Alpha Was So Proud Of His Mate

All three of them gaped at Lucien in shock. During the short time they knew Lucien, the man had only shown his gentle and amicable side. They never thought that there would be a day when they experienced his harsh side.

“I...”

Helene wanted to say something in return, but she did not know what. Blood shot to her pale cheeks, coloring them red from embarrassment.

Lucien regarded her with a cold look while cocking his head to the side.

“I hate nosy people,” he said coldly. “I especially despise nosy people with too many unsolicited opinions.”

Helen’s lips trembled from a mix of shock and disbelief.

“Don’t think that you can fling your belief at my face just because you think it is right and also have me agree with you thoughtlessly. Feel free to continue hating me, but forgive me if I one day refuse to tolerate you any longer.”

Lucien scoffed and turned to leave.

“Mr. Clearwater, WAIT!” Helene cried. “It’s not like I want to hate you. Tell me the truth, don’t you feel the least bit guilty about being so selfish? A child is going to grow up without a father while you pursue your happiness!!!”

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Lucien turned his head a few degrees to the side and said, “I am not obliged to tell you anything. It is none of your business, kindly keep your nose out of it.”

Lucien then walked away at last, leaving the three young women with their thoughts. Outside of the door, leaning against the wall, was his mate.

Ronan smiled at Lucien when the latter walked out of the building.

“You heard?” Lucien asked.

Ronan was heading toward the car when Lucien went back inside to give the three young women the release statement.

The Alpha nodded, a proud smile laced his lips.

He pulled Lucien into his arms and pressed a kiss on his lips.

“I thought that you needed me to defend you in there. Looks like I was wrong.”

Lucien scoffed.

“Pfft, who do you think I am?”

Ronan laughed.

He took Lucien’s hand and dragged him toward the car. “Yes, yes, I underestimated you. I should have known better.”

“You should,” Lucien grumbled.

Halfway toward the car, he yanked at Ronan’s hand and looked up at him, his eyes slightly glassy.

“Thank you for wanting to go in there to save me,” he mumbled. “Thank you for being my strength.”

Ronan bumped their foreheads together lovingly.

“Thank you for allowing me to be your strength.”

The announcement that the Silverback Corporation made regarding Lucien’s status as Ronan’s fiancé spread like wildfire.

Mara Keenthorne did a good job by not only making the announcement but also sharing tidbits of the couple’s past romance to win the public over.

She even managed to dig out some cute pictures from the Alpha Camp without revealing any information about the werewolf community.

Soon, public opinions were split into mainly two groups.

The first one still believed that Ronan should have stuck with Lillian because Lillian was carrying his baby.

The second one agreed that Ronan should stay with his true love Lucien while also providing for Lillian and the baby financially. It was not a problem at all, because the Silverback family was filthy rich.

Heck, even if Ronan decided to become a complete arse and turned his back on Lillian and the baby, Lillian Woodland was more than capable to raise her baby alone.

The Woodland Enterprise was also hella rich!

The two groups argued a lot in forums, attacking each other fiercely.

They were not at all baffled at the fact that neither Ronan, Lucien, nor Lillian bothered attacking each other.

Ronan and Lucien were barely active on social media. Ronan’s account was managed by Milroy who only posted business-related posts while Lucien stopped posting after he came to live with Ronan in his pack house. In fact, he deleted the application from his phone once he was spammed with a lot of unkind comments.

Lillian was the only one who was active on social media. Every day, she posted about her daily life. Often, she posted an update about her pregnancy.

In order to put up a show, Ronan tasked Milroy to buy Lillian a gift whenever she posted something about the baby.

He himself never even once checked Lillian’s social media posts.

On a Sunday, Lillian gave Ronan a call.

“Alpha Ronan, you are being awfully passive,” she complained.

“What do you mean?”

“At least get your assistant to like and comment on my posts when he’s at it.”

Ronan snickered.

“Fine, I will tell Milroy to be more engaged. Is that all?”

“Almost.”

Lillian Woodland heaved a deep sigh at the other end of the line.

“Alpha Ronan, please come with me to my Ob-Gyn tomorrow.”

Ronan raised an eyebrow.

“Why should I?”

“Because we are playing a happy couple and we are interested to find out the gender of the baby?”

Ronan sighed.

“Fine,” he said in exasperation. “I will accompany you.”

Ronan ended the call and tossed his phone to Milroy who quickly escaped the Alpha’s office. It was too awkward to stay too long inside the Alpha’s office when Lucien was around. Especially when the latter was making sketches of the Alpha with his naked upper half.

“It was Lillian,” Ronan walked toward Lucien and kissed his forehead. “She wants me to come with her tomorrow to find out the gender of the baby.”

“Mm. You should go,” Lucien said nonchalantly. He was busy finishing the sketch that he just made of Ronan.

The Alpha grabbed Lucien’s jaw and tilted his head up.

“Are you alright?”

Lucien nodded.

“No need to worry about me. I am not that delicate.”

Ronan sighed in his heart. He pulled Lucien to his feet and wrapped his arms around the man intimately.

Lucien acted tough, but he had a soft heart and a sensible personality. Ronan wanted to wrap his mate in a bunch of fleece layers and tuck him in a safe place. Far from everyone else but him.

“I love you,” he whispered. “so, so much.”

Lucien smiled gently and kissed Ronan’s cheek. “I know. I love you too.”