Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

237 The Alpha Was Not In The Mood

Ronan hoped that it was only a glitch in the system, but it was not.

Ronan tried speaking to Lucien via the Mind Link again and again, but the result remained the same.

Their Mind Link already ceased to exist.

But why?

On top of being fated mates, they were bound to each other. It should have strengthened the connection between them, shouldn’t it?

How did it break so easily?

What did it mean?

Ronan wanted them to bite each other again during sex. That was his last resort in order to restore their Mind Link. Unfortunately, Lucien’s fever refused to go away.

After they came back from North Ridge Forest, Lucien remained sick for days.

.....

It was so serious that Healers poured in and out of the Alpha’s dwelling just to attend to Lucien day and night.

And because the Luna was down with a fever, sex was prohibited. Even sleeping together also fell off the table.

“Why?” Ronan furrowed his brows in confusion. “I can keep him warm at night.”

The Healer, an elder one, coughed into his fist and answered in a flat tone, “We are not sure yet what kind of disease the Luna caught. Until we find out, we beg the Alpha to please stay safe. Besides, it would give the Luna some rest.”

“Lucien can rest with me by his side,” Ronan pointed out.

The Healer gave him knowing, suspicious looks.

“We do not think that the Alpha can suppress his desire for the Luna. The Luna would recover faster if he does not engage in any sexual activities.”

Ronan was stunned to hear the Healer’s honest words. Was he that salacious in the Healers’ eyes?

He had never once forced himself on anyone, let alone a sick person!

How did he earn himself such a terrible reputation?

Were his walls not sound-proof???

Since the huge apartment only had one king-sized bed, the Alpha ended up sleeping on the living room’s couch for the time being.

In the middle of one night, Ronan suddenly woke up. He felt that something was amiss, so he went to check up on Lucien.

His mate was wide awake.

“Ronan?” Lucien coughed a few times when he saw the Alpha in the dimmed bedroom. “I kept calling for you... Why didn’t you come earlier...?”

Ronan swallowed hard.

Lucien didn’t know that their Mind Link was broken.

Ronan gathered his mate into his arms and pressed a kiss on the latter’s forehead.

“Sorry,” he mumbled. “I was asleep.”

“Mmh... I see.”

Lucien’s hands traveled along the ridges on Ronan’s back and sank into the latter’s hair. His hot and irregular breath blew at Ronan’s chest.

“I am sorry,” Lucien apologized. “I don’t know what’s wrong. I want to get better soon...”

“Don’t be sorry,” Ronan said.

He was the one who was deeply sorry. Thanks to him and his poor decision, Lucien had to suffer.

Again and again.

Maybe it was because he was sick, but Lucien’s body felt so small, so weak. Lucien used to be strong physically as well as mentally. Seeing his mate in such a weakened state hurt Ronan’s heart immensely.

“Do you feel uncomfortable?” the Alpha asked.

“I am okay,” Lucien caressed Ronan’s upper arm. “Stay with me, please.”

Ronan knew that the Healers would scold him in the morning, but he still climbed into the bed and held Lucien tight.

Lucien’s hand went to grasp Ronan’s jaw. He then craned his neck in order to kiss the Alpha.

When their lips were but millimeters apart from each other, Ronan averted his face. If he kissed Lucien now, he would ask for more.

Lucien’s lips parted in surprise. A glint of disappointment and hurt flashed across his caramel-colored eyes. There had never been one time when Ronan refused his kiss.

“Why?” Lucien asked. “Do you not want me anymore?”

“I do!” Ronan pulled at Lucien’s waist and pinned his mate under his body on the bed. “I love you, Lulu. Of course I want you.”

“Then sleep with me,” Lucien narrowed his eyes at Ronan, demanding the Alpha to act on his words.

Ronan swallowed hard. Any other day, he would jump Lucien’s bones. Just not now.

“... We can’t. Lulu, you are still sick.”

Lucien chuckled. What kind of ridiculous excuse was that?

“You wanted to fuck me when I was in the hospital back then.”

“...”

Of course Ronan did. He would have done Lucien right then and there if Lucien had agreed to it.

“So why not now?”

Ronan raked through his dark hair and groaned in his head.

Because I feel guilty.

Because I am the one who made you sick.

Ronan buried his face in Lucien’s chest and let out a frustrated roar.

Lucien sighed.

“Forget it,” he said in a resentful tone before he proceeded to push Ronan away.

“Go away. I don’t want to do it anymore. Leave me alone.”

“Lulu, don’t be angry...”

“I am not.”

Lucien fought away the tears.

“I hate this!” he shouted.

He hated the fever.

He hated the nausea.

He hated the dizziness.

He hated himself.

He hated everything.

“My love, it’s alright. Ssshh...” Ronan buried his fingers into Lucien’s hair and gently massaged his scalp. Instead of being grateful, Lucien glared at Ronan and pushed him away again.

“I said, go away.”

“No.”

Ronan refused to leave. Instead, he peppered Lucien’s back and neck with kisses while coaxing him with soft words.

Tired of shooing Ronan away, Lucien eventually stopped resisting. His eyes fluttered shut and the tension in his body melted away. At last, he fell asleep.

Early in the morning, Ronan got dressed and left.

Lucien opened his eyes when he heard the apartment door closed behind Ronan.

‘Lucien, what’s going on?’ Landon demanded.

‘What do you think is going on? He doesn’t find me attractive anymore.’

Yes, that was the problem.

It had been days since they were intimate with each other. Ronan must be so tired of having to deal with a sick mate.

‘I want to get better soon... cough... cough... Otherwise, I am going to lose him...’

‘You should give Ronan some credit,’ the wolf disagreed. ‘His love for you won’t disappear just like that.’

Lucien smiled to himself.

.....

Deep inside Ronan’s heart, did he not also think that Lucien was a selfish person...?