Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

Chapter 127

127 Scoping the Battleground

The three werewolves changed into more comfortable wear and then slid under their blankets. Lucien, who slept between Ronan and Annalynne, was quickly monopolized by his sister who insisted that she needed to hug her brother in order to fall asleep.

Ronan could not be more miserable. Clearly, he and Lucien were the couple, but Lucien was busy with his sister and Ronan became the third wheel.

To make matters worse, Annalynne was acting like a five-year-old spoiled princess. She could not stop talking.

“Lulu, I am so cold, hug me tighter...”

“Lulu, do you remember when we were still young...”

“Lulu, I want a good night kiss...”

In the darkness of the tent, the sounds of the kisses and their breathing were magnified tenfold. Ronan might as well be drenched in oil and grilled over fire. He was so jealous that he was about to explode.

Gritting his teeth angrily, the Alpha rolled to his side and turned his back toward Lucien and Annalynne. That was the best he could do to ignore the pair of siblings who were all lovey-dovey next to him.

The Alpha started to make some plans in his head. Tonight he had no other choice but to endure Annalynne. Tomorrow night he must have Lucien all for himself. For that, he needed to stick Annalynne with Kendra and Acatha, maybe get them a bigger tent. Ronan would personally go to Amberport to buy a bigger tent.

.....

Or maybe he could arrange for Annalynne to get her own tent. For all he cared, Annalynne could place her tent next to theirs. It was not like he could do much night activity while being surrounded by so many werewolves. At any rate, Annalynne must not share the same tent with him and Lucien again!

Although he was boiling inside, Ronan too was not immune to exhaustion. The long trip from Blue Hill City to Amberport followed by the run to reach Shadow Mist Creek drained a lot of his energy. Eventually, Annalynne fell asleep. The tent fell into a peaceful silence, and Ronan too slowly gave in to the sweet temptation of sleep.

Lucien carefully disentangled himself from Annalynne once his sister was deeply asleep. He turned to the other side to see how Ronan was doing. The Alpha was dozing off as well.

Lucien tucked Ronan’s free arm properly inside his blanket and pressed a kiss on his cheek.

He then whispered gently into his ear, “Good night, Ronan.”

After he was done taking care of his sister and his boyfriend, Lucien finally got to sleep. In the middle of the night, a pair of arms wrapped themselves around him and he was pressed against another warm body.

It felt so comfortable that Lucien could not help but want more. He put his arms around Ronan’s neck and snuggled closer.

When Annalynne woke up, she was alone on her side while Lucien had been kidnapped by a big bad wolf to the other side.

The fine hairs at the back of Annalynne’s neck rose instantly when she saw the two men hugging each other in their sleep.

Ew!

She grabbed her pillow and slammed it at Ronan’s head before she ran out of the tent.

Ronan was startled awake by the sudden pillow hit. When he stirred, Lucien too opened his eyes.

“Good morning,” he said while rubbing his eyes.

“Good morning, my love.” Ronan kissed Lucien on the forehead. “Your sister is too kind for waking us up,” he added.

Still sleepy, Lucien did not even register the sarcasm. He merely nodded and muttered, “I will relay your thanks to her.”

Some werewolves were hobby hunters. They had the good idea to install some traps in the forest before they went back to the camping site in the evening. Thanks to their effort, the group got to eat wild hare meat sandwiches for breakfast.

The war was finally going to commence the next day. Everyone was anxious but they also could not wait to start and finish as soon as possible.

Acatha found another valley that was somewhat similar to their battleground. It was covered with vegetation and no sunlight could pass. It was the best training ground that she could find to get the warriors accustomed to fighting in the dark.

Meanwhile, Lucien gathered a group after breakfast in order to inspect the battleground area prior to the war.

Acatha and Desmond were busy with the warrior training, so only Kendra and Annalynne had time to join Lucien and Ronan.

The ladies were given the task to watch for any unforeseen circumstances on top of the cliff while the remaining two transformed and went to roam around the darkness.

Ronan had a rope tied around his waist, and the end of the rope was held by Kendra. Lucien’s was held by Annalynne. The purpose of having such ropes was to ensure that those on top of the cliff knew if something happened to the ones down the valley.

Likewise, if Kendra and Annalynne were to be ambushed up there, they merely had to give the rope a tug to get help.

The valley was not as deep as they thought, but it was indeed pitch black down there.

Ronan gave Lucien an intimate nuzzle before he trotted silently to the right, leaving Lucien to check the left area.

The area had nothing but a lot of strong and tall trees with thick trunks and roots that protruded from the earth.

Lucien did not smell anything unusual. There were only the scents of earth, plant resin, and leaves. Other than being deprived of sunlight, it could be considered a natural scenic area.

Thinking that he had enough, Lucien gave the rope around his waist a slight tug to indicate to Annalynne that he was going up.

Annalynne also gave a slight tug in response.

Just as Lucien wanted to turn around and go back, he spotted another pair of bright eyes staring in his direction from a distance.