Chapter 130

130 The First Honest Conversation Between The Alphas

‘Ronan...’

‘Hey, Ronan...’

A worried voice spoke in his head. Beowulf’s.

‘Mmm...’

‘Ronan! Ronan!!!’ Beowulf started to shout frantically when Ronan finally responded.

‘Shut up, Beowulf, you are so loud...’

Ronan’s head hurt badly. Where was he? What was he doing there? Ronan could not remember at all. He tried to move his body but what followed was extreme pain instead.

“Ahhh...!!! Ow, ow...”

Ronan gritted his teeth. His eyes flew open and there was a huge rock just in front of his face. He blinked in disbelief. Where the heck was he? What happened?

.....

He was unable to move his body because he was lying under a huge tree trunk. All around him, he could only see solid mud and rocks.

‘Ronan, don’t move. You are severely wounded,’ Beowulf advised him.

‘I...’

Unable to move even a single finger, Ronan decided to just lay low and recall what happened. The first thing that flew to his mind was Lucien.

‘Lucien!’ he shouted.

He remembered. They started with the war. Kinnon attacked him. He fought with Kinnon and bumped against the cliff a few times. There was a mudslide...

‘Oh, that asshole Kinnon,’ Ronan cursed in his head. ‘Beowulf, how long have we been here?’

‘How am I supposed to know?’ the wolf snapped. ‘I was also out of it the moment you fainted.’

Ronan chuckled. He felt so pathetic. Not only was he unable to protect Lucien, but he also ended up in such a predicament.

‘I should have killed Kinnon right away. Look at what happened.’

“Heh,” came a voice somewhere to his left side. Ronan’s neck turned in the direction right away.

It did not require a genius to guess who else was trapped under the mud layers other than him. Kinnon, the bastard, was still alive!

“Are you happy now?” Ronan snapped at his rival. “Is this how you want the fucking war to end? Congratulations, dude.”

Kinnon scoffed.

“Not really. I had hoped to kill you first but then you just have to bang me repeatedly against the cliffside. Good job, Ronan. This is entirely your fucking achievement. Your pack must be so proud of you.”

Ronan gritted his teeth.

“If I don’t die in here and manage to get out somehow, the first thing I will do is snap your neck into two. You better count on it.”

“Heh, you took the words out of my mouth. You are a nuisance, Ronan. If only you are not there, Lucien and I would be very happy together.”

Hearing Kinnon mention Lucien was enough to bring Ronan’s blood to its boiling point.

“Shut up! Don’t you dare mention Lucien’s name! Thanks to you he has to deal with your crazy pack. Are you even still qualified to fantasize about being with him?”

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Dry laughter was heard from Kinnon’s side, followed by a series of throaty coughs.

“You fool,” he said with a lot of effort after the cough attack stopped. “I would never hurt Lucien. I never planned to.”

Ronan smirked.

So Kinnon’s plan was to kill Ronan all along.

“What do you plan to do after I die, pray tell? Eliminate Landon and force Lucien to be your Luna again?”

“I will never force Lucien to do anything. I just can’t stand seeing you hang around him so shamelessly.”

“You are such a hypocrite, Kinnon,” Ronan said mercilessly. “You killed his cousin, forced him to become your Luna to save his pack, and now you are here to preach to me about being shameless. Do you have any mirrors in East Temple City? Maybe I should send you a full-length one just so you can see what a douchebag you are.”

It was Kinnon’s turn to grit his teeth.

“I never forced Lucien to be my Luna! He agreed to do so!”

“Hahahaha....”

Ronan too had once thought that Lucien accepted Kinnon’s proposal because he was in love with Kinnon. But Lucien had told him openly that he was not in love with Kinnon. The one he loved, back then and now, was still Ronan. The paintings said it all. Ronan was the foolish one to believe otherwise.

“Hey, Kinnon. Do you really think that Lucien agreed to be your Luna because he loved you? Think again. I am sure that you are not that dumb.”

“You know what, Ronan? I am so sick of your arrogance. You are not better than me in any way. The only reason why you can spout such big words at my face is the fact that Lucien, unluckily, is in love with you. Does that make you feel superior, Alpha Ronan?”

Of course, it did. What Kinnon did not know, and what Ronan hated the most about Kinnon, was that Lucien agreed to be his Luna so easily. Ronan had to chase Lucien for months to get him to agree to be his spouse. They had yet to talk about being mates. Or about Lucien being his Luna. They were so far from making it official before the Werewolf Council.

Ronan was willing to shower Lucien with his love and attention until he died, but he was not sure if he had what it took to get Lucien to say yes to his marriage proposal.

What if things went wrong?

What if they broke up again?

What if Lucien’s love was again overridden by his sense of responsibility?

“Unable to answer, huh?” Kinnon taunted from the other side. “I knew it. You are so pathetic. You are unworthy of Lucien.”

“Shut up,” Ronan snapped angrily. “What do you know about him and me? Do you think you are that great? Do you think you are that smart, Kinnon? You actually used your own son to derail Lucien before the war started. Just how sick can you be?”

A moment of silence followed, and then Kinnon’s tone became a lot colder.

“What the hell? How dare you mention my son in front of me? Ralph is still being treated at home for his injuries!”