Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

The Alpha was not used to crowding together with human beings, so he was quite cranky. If not because they did not have much time to prepare for the upcoming war, he would have, as he told Lucien many times, relaxed in the Carlton Bay Hotel until a car came to pick him up.

“You can still do that,” Lucien said. It was unclear which was colder when he uttered the statement, his tone or his eyes.

Grinning from ear to ear, Ronan stuck to Lucien like a piece of gum in the latter’s hair.

“Get away from me, we are in public!” Lucien hissed, shoving the Alpha away.

“How cold,” Ronan pouted. “Aren’t we supposed to foster deep and lasting relationships while we fight against the seventeen opposing packs?”

“Is that so?” Lucien gave Ronan a surprised look. “Am I supposed to hug and kiss the thirteen other Alphas who agree to help us?”

Ronan responded with a scary smile.

“Sure,” he said, a vein popping at the side of his head before he came up with an additional retort. “I will end the war before it begins.”

.....

Lucien scoffed.

Between Landon and Ronan, he could not tell which one of them was more aggressive.

Unfortunately for Lucien, there were no more free seats for the train they wished to board.

“If the two gentlemen insist on boarding this train, you must stand for the entire trip,” the woman at the ticket counter told Lucien.

They did not have much time. Besides the next train was four hours away. There was no point sitting in the train station for four hours just to wait until the next one showed up.

“We will stand,” Lucien said, pushing a few hundred dollar bills over the counter.

He then approached Ronan who was standing in front of a vending machine.

“I bought the tickets,” Lucien informed him.

The Alpha responded with a grunt. His eyes were fixated on an item in the vending machine.

“Lulu, I want a can of soda,” he announced.

Lucien stared at his companion.

“Are you a little boy? Why do you want a can of soda so suddenly?”

“I just want it.”

Ronan shot Lucien a gloomy look. “Please buy it for me.”

Lucien sighed. He took some coins out of his pocket and bought Ronan the can of carbonated drink with the orange flavor that he wanted. After taking the can from Lucien, Ronan quickly popped it open and downed half the can in one gulp.

“So thirsty?” Lucien raised an eyebrow quizzically.

“I failed to get my dose of vitamin C today, so I need to replenish it through other means.”

Lucien furrowed his brows. “What dose of vitamin C?”

Ronan pulled Lucien close and gave him a wet smooch on the lips. “This dose.”

Overcome with embarrassment, Lucien shoved Ronan away from him. “Get away from me, you pervert. Lecher.”

Ronan would love to just jump on Lucien and cuddle him all the way to Blue Hill City. At least that was his original plan until Lucien told him that they did not have any seats reserved under their names.

“What, does this mean that we have to stand all the way to your city?” Ronan asked, his eyes round with disbelief.

“Yep. Just take it as some kind of exercise.”

Ronan groaned. “What exercise? Standing too long will give you nothing but muscle and joint pain!”

“You are just complaining because you are used to sitting in that fluffy car seat of yours every day. Your buttocks are rounder than what I remember from the past.”

“What?? My buttocks are NOT round!”

Lucien laughed as he walked to the platform while Ronan skulked unhappily behind him. Just what was Lucien telling about his butts? He exercised every day to train his muscles! Although he never specifically looked at what his butts looked like, he was sure that they looked amazing. Just like the rest of his body was.

For some reason, the train that they boarded was indeed crowded. They were not the only ones who did not get any seats but insisted to take the train, but the other passengers most likely alighted after a maximum of one hour. The trip to Blue Hill City took at least four hours.

Lucien was standing close to the door and Ronan stood behind him. The latter was still unhappy about Lucien’s comments about his rear sides, so he took the time to grab into Lucien’s buttcheeks to check whether they were firm or squishy.

“...!!!”

Lucien sucked in a sharp breath.

“Ronan!” he hissed at the man behind him in a low voice. “What the hell are you doing!”

“You are all talk,” Ronan grunted. He kneaded the two round, fleshy parts as if they were a blob of dough. “You are all soft here, you know? How dare you criticize my buttocks?”

“Stop it right now!” Lucien hissed again. He wanted to elbow Ronan, but he didn’t want to cause a scene.

Ronan chuckled.

Suddenly standing on a crowded train posed an advantage for him. He got to fondle Lucien and the latter could not escape. After he had his fill touching Lucien’s butts, Ronan put his arms around Lucien and leaned on him.

When he inhaled deeply, the sweet scent of fresh orange and honey invaded his nose immediately. It had a calming effect on him. It always had, especially on nights when they were cuddled up together.

“Are you tired?” Lucien asked softly.

Lucien was not a monster. Ronan was not used to enduring the hardships of common folk. Standing for over four hours in a moving train must be torturous for him. The man behind him shook his head in response. He had something else in mind.

“Hey, Lulu...”

“What?”

“If we make it out of this war, will you consider dating me again?”