Chapter 151

151 The Alpha Was Mortified

“Is it Kinnon?” The Alpha demanded to know, his tone dripping with jealousy. “You and I are finally spending time together, but one message from him and you are in such a hurry to get back?”

Lucien gaped at the fuming Alpha in front of him. It was unbelievable.

“Ronan, we fucked for half a day and you are still jealous of Kinnon?”

“Why should I not be?” Ronan squeezed Lucien’s phone in his hand. He would rather squeeze Kinnon’s neck, but the rival was hundreds of miles away.

Seeing that Ronan was close to exploding, Lucien shook his head in disbelief.

“Come here,” he said.

“No. I won’t let you get away with kisses. I want to know when you will stop paying attention to him, especially when we are being alone!”

Technically, they were not alone. The healer was in the living room, and he could hear every word. But of course Ronan could not care less.

Lucien sighed.

.....

He raised his thumb toward Ronan, who stared at him in confusion.

“To unlock my phone,” Lucien explained. “I allow you to take a look at what I have been doing.”

Eyes full of distrust, the Alpha finally agreed to let Lucien touch his phone. As soon as it was unlocked, though, he quickly took the phone away and started inspecting its content like a vulture.

The notification came from Lucien’s mailbox. There was an email from a local travel agency.

It contained confirmation for successful booking and payment for two flight tickets for Mr. Lucien Clearwater and Mr. Ronan Silverback.

Ronan could hardly believe it.

When did Lucien plan this trip for the both of them??? How did he not know about it?

On the bed, Lucien shot Ronan a victorious smile.

“How is it? Is Kinnon asking me to go back to Blue Hill City right away?”

Ronan was ashamed of himself. He had nothing good to say. He merely gave Lucien a beseeching look.

On the other side, Lucien rarely managed to get Ronan in this kind of embarrassing situation, so he naturally was not willing to let Ronan off the hook so easily.

Leaning back on a stack of pillows behind him, Lucien heaved a long, deep, sorrowful sigh while he cast a look at the hand that was punctured by the IV needle.

“Look at me, I am so pitiful. I run a fever from being toyed with by my boyfriend for hours. He even had the cheek to accuse me of paying attention to another man.”

Ronan could not take the implied reproach anymore. He climbed on the bed and sealed Lucien’s lips with a kiss.

“Lulu, I am sorry,” he mumbled after they broke the kiss. He looked so distraught that Lucien could not help but chuckle at his expense.

“You silly, jealous, crazy wolf,” he scolded the Alpha.

Ronan threw himself on top of Lucien and cuddled him.

“I am so sorry, my love, my Lulu. You are the absolute best. Where are we going, by the way?” He quickly switched the topic in hope that Lucien would not linger any longer in the previous one.

The ticket itinerary only mentioned Snowmelt City. It was located on the far, far, northern side of the continent.

“To meet Kinnon of course,” Lucien teased. “Didn’t you say that I answer to his summon on spot?”

Ronan buried his face into Lucien’s chest like a little spoiled pup.

“Stop talking about him, please,” he begged.

Lucien made a dramatic gasp.

“I should stop talking about him? Ronan Silverback, between you and me, who mentioned him first?”

The Alpha growled and bit into Lucien’s collarbone.

“Great, now he bites me,” Lucien lamented. “You are so difficult to please, Ronan.”

Ronan lifted his head and shut Lucien up with another kiss.

“Hmmn...”

Lucien raised his free hand and sank it in Ronan’s black hair, gently massaging his scalp.

The two men rolled gently on the bed, immersed in each other’s lips, caring for nothing else that happened outside of the bed.

A soft embarrassed cough was heard from the door. Ronan broke the kiss immediately. The poor healer stood at the door, his face red from watching the intimate scene on the bed.

“I am here to exchange Mr. Clearwater’s IV drip...”

Ronan quickly got off Lucien’s body, prompting the latter to snicker at him.

“Mr. Clearwater, how are you feeling?” the healer asked.

“Much better,” Lucien answered perfunctorily.

“This is the last bag. After one more hour, your fever should have disappeared. Nevertheless, I would rather have you not overexert yourself for the day.”

Lucien nodded.

“I understand.”

“Avoid fried and grilled food for now. Drink a lot and take care to have regular meals with balanced nutrition.”

At the mention of food, Lucien gave Ronan an icy look. Ronan sweatdropped. Now that he thought about it, the last meal that they had was brunch before the memorial service. After that, Lucien had only taken a bottle of water!

Ronan quickly marched out of the room to search for his own phone. The two young men who cleaned the room had dutifully placed it on the tea table in the living room and attached it to a charger.

Ronan switched it on and saw that there were about 35 missed calls from Jake.

Jake was the person he needed.

The phone barely rang three times before Jake hollered into the phone.

“RONAN! FINALLY! IF YOU NEED TO DEACTIVATE THE MIND LINK, AT LEAST KEEP YOUR PHONE AROUND!”

Ronan cleared his throat.

“What was that?” he asked, pretending not to hear what Jake just said.

Jake too cleared his throat. “I mean, so glad to hear from you again, Alpha.”

“Hm. Jake, what did you feed Cassie when she was pregnant?”

Jake thought that his ears were playing a trick on him.

“Pardon?”

“I said, what nutritious food did Cassie eat when she was pregnant?” Ronan repeated his query impatiently.

At the end of the other line, Jake was gaping at the wall in front of him.

Why did Ronan ask this kind of question?

Who was pregnant?

“Who... Who is it for?” Jake heard himself asking.

“Who else? Lucien of course,” Ronan answered, a little irritated at the stupid question. “Just send me the list. I have to go. Lucien and I are going on a vacation.”

Ronan hung up, leaving Jake with his thoughts alone.

Did the Moon Goddess bestow a special blessing upon Lucien and allow him to get pregnant?