50 Lucien’s Choice

The door opened with a click and revealed Kinnon’s somber expression.

“Can I come in?”

Lucien stepped aside and waved in the direction of the room.

“Go ahead.”

As soon as Kinnon entered, his eyes darted around in search of a certain item. As soon as he found it, his eyes were stuck on the opened black box, and also the saber blade that had been pulled out of the handle. Kinnon slowly approached the blade and traced it with his fingers.

There was also the smell of something burning.

“Did Ronan pass you something?” he asked without looking at Lucien.

“Yes,” Lucien confirmed.

“Ah.”

.....

Lucien burned it as soon as he finished reading it. What was it about? And what did it mean?

A lot of questions went through Kinnon’s mind. He wanted to ask Lucien, but he did not want the latter to smell the jealousy on him.

Lucien took the saber blade in his hand and stuck it inside its handle. It made a clicking sound when it went inside.

Then, he tucked the saber away inside the black box.

Kinnon followed Lucien’s movement with his gaze. After the latter stuffed the box into a closet, he turned to face Kinnon.

“It is nothing,” Lucien told Kinnon.

He raised a hand to caress Kinnon’s cheek. “No need to make a fuss about it.”

Kinnon took Lucien’s hand and planted little kisses on his palm.

“He has not contacted you for a while.”

“I also have not contacted him,” Lucien reminded Kinnon.

He and Ronan never exchanged phone numbers. They always met directly. With Lucien staying at the Night Prowler Pack House since two weeks ago, Kinnon would naturally know if Ronan came to meet him or not.

Kinnon closed his eyes and sucked in a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, there was some strong emotion reflected on them.

“Now that you hear from him again after such a long time, are you changing your mind?”

Lucien shook his head.

“Why should I?”

Kinnon stared at Lucien. Lucien might have agreed to marry him, but he never fantasized about Lucien being in love with him. It was clear who Lucien was in love with.

“You never told me why you suddenly agreed to marry me.”

“Is that important?”

“...”

How could that be unimportant? Lucien spoke about it as if being his Luna was a job. Kinnon could not help but feel enraged. Would he speak the same way if he were to be Ronan’s Luna?

Kinnon was seething inside. His face was darker than the clouds that were hanging in the sky outside. It also seemed like the storm was coming. Outside and inside the Pack House.

Lucien approached Kinnon and put his arms around the Alpha from behind, startling him. He covered Lucien’s hand with his own. The warmth and the scent of the man quickly lightened his mood.

“Kinnon, you don’t have to be jealous of Ronan. I have decided to be your Luna, and I will not go back on my decision.”

Kinnon pulled Lucien into his embrace and buried his nose into the crook of the latter’s neck. The man in his arms smelled so good.

“After we send Beta Jake off, can we depart for North Ridge Forest right away?”

Lucien chuckled.

“Sure,” he said. “Was that not the plan all along?”

“I love you,” Kinnon told Lucien abruptly. The latter widened his eyes in surprise. He wanted to say something, but he knew that there was only one answer that Kinnon wanted to hear.

Anything else would not be good enough.

Unfortunately, it was the one thing that Lucien was unable to say.

Kinnon lowered his eyes. His disappointment could not be more apparent.

“Give me some time, Kinnon.”

Lucien put his arms around Kinnon’s neck.

“Give me some time to fall in love with you.”

Kinnon lowered his head and kissed Lucien on the forehead. “Don’t make me wait too long,” he whispered softly.

Lucien smiled. “I will do my best.”

The next morning, Jake emerged from the guest room. He was told that the Alpha was relaxing in the recreational room, so he went there to bid farewell before returning to Great Lake City.

The family scene that greeted him was beautiful. Lucien was accompanying Ralph to play with a train toy set while Kinnon was reading the morning newspaper.

“Choo choo... choo choo...” Ralph imitated the sound that the train set made as it traveled in circles. He was sitting on Lucien’s lap, giggling happily whenever the train passed in front of him.

Both Lucien and Kinnon looked up at Jake when the latter showed up.

“Hi, Jake. How did you sleep last night?”

Jake barely slept, but he quickly lied, “Wonderful. Thank you for letting me stay for the night, Alpha Kinnon.”

“Hmm,” Kinnon grunted. “Thank Lucien instead. My future Luna is very agreeable.”

Lucien smiled when Kinnon reached out to caress his chin.

A heavy feeling settled on Jake’s stomach when he saw the three people together. He did not want to believe it when Kinnon told him that he and Lucien were getting married.

Jake waited the whole night for Lucien to knock on his door, to return the saber to him for whatever reason, for any cry of help. But, Lucien never came. It now seemed that he never needed any help to escape from the Night Prowler Pack.

Lucien truly went there to accept the marriage proposal.

Ronan was going to suffer from a seizure for sure.

“Thank you for allowing me to stay, Lucien.”

Lucien patted the little boy in his arms and gestured for him to stand up. Ralph went to hug his father’s leg. Lucien stood up and said, “Let me send you off.”

They finally had a chance to be alone.

Jake’s heart was skipping a beat. This was the last chance.

If Lucien had anything to say, anything at all!

Jake’s hopes were dashed when the car to pick Jake up arrived and Lucien still had nothing to say to him. Dejected, Jake climbed into the car.

“Goodbye, Lucien,” he said, dispirited.

“Bye, Jake.”

For a moment, Jake believed to see some glimmer of sadness in Lucien’s eyes. But maybe it was only his imagination.