Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

51 The Moon Goddess’ Abundant Blessings

According to the legend, werewolves were once wolves that were blessed with superior abilities. They not only ruled amongst the ordinary wolves but also acted as guardians to men. Over time, the superior wolves became more and more envious of the human beings that, despite their weakness and limited wits, were able to thrive and become the rulers of the earth.

The superior wolves on the other side had to remain hidden in darkness.

Night after night, the wolves howled out of frustration and sadness. They begged the gods and goddesses to be able to become human beings as well. The story said that the wolves cried for a hundred days and nights before a goddess finally deigned to grant them their wishes.

The strongest of the superior wolves, later on referred to as alpha werewolves, were granted the ability to shift into human form and wolf form at will. These alpha werewolves then separated and established their own packs. That was the origin of the werewolves.

Every year, the Werewolf Council celebrated the Moon Goddess’ blessings upon the werewolves. Every werewolf was invited to the event without exception.

There were two rules that all event participants must obey.

First, the participants were required to wear only white to symbolize pure heart and rebirth.

Second, no one was allowed to engage in any kind of fight during the celebration event. Those who broke the rules would be punished harshly, as it was considered disrespectful toward the Moon Goddess.

“Ronan, are you ready?”

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Lillian Woodland sauntered into Ronan’s bedroom casually. She was wearing a beautiful white gown with long sleeves. Small diamonds were sewn onto the gown, making it one of the most expensive gowns out there. The gown sparkled whenever Lillian moved, dazzling all those who gazed upon the wearer.

The long sleeves almost made Lillian look innocent. As Ronan fastened his cuff links, he could not help but frown. It was not Lillian’s usual style, definitely not. She had a beautiful body with sensual curves that accentuated her slender waist and pair of beautiful legs. It was not until Lillian turned around that Ronan saw that the gown was anything but innocent.

Lillian’s back was open, exposing her perfectly tanned skin down in a V-shape. If Ronan were the man from a year ago, he might have seduced this beautiful temptress of a she-wolf into his bed. The current Ronan, unfortunately, could not think about anyone else but his fated mate who was about to get married to the Alpha of a rival pack.

“Let’s go,” Ronan smiled at Lillian and offered her his arm.

The beautiful woman looped her arm through Ronan’s and let him lead her to the event venue.

Every year, the event was held in the Holy Temple of Moon Goddess during the full moon. It began with a ritualistic mass that was led by the High Seer, during which all werewolves were asked to take a seat on the verdant grass field at the temple yard.

The yard was not mown in order to imitate the wilderness. It served as a reminder for all werewolves that they were once mighty beasts that thrived in nature. It was only by the grace of the Moon Goddess that the werewolves came to be.

The werewolves poured into the yard one by one, all of them clothed in white clothes of various forms and sizes. Ronan was reminded that white was coincidentally Lucien’s favorite color. It was the kind of white that was pure and innocent. The kind of white that men wanted to soil.

Ronan and Lillian took their seats side by side. Ronan tried hard to not be too obvious, but his eyes were searching the yard for a certain person. All Alphas were obliged to attend the event without exception. Since Kinnon Youngshaper was guaranteed to attend, Lucien as his future Luna naturally also had to attend.

Two weeks had passed since the news of Kinnon Youngshaper’s upcoming marriage with Lucien Clearwater spread throughout the werewolf society. Ronan naturally heard it from Jake personally. Jake swore to him that he had seen Lucien with his own eyes, handed the saber to him personally, and even had Lucien send him off. Lucien had neither said a word nor dropped any hint.

He looked happy.

That was what Jake said.

Ronan did not believe it.

In this world, who other than him could make Lucien happy?

They were fated mates. Their lives were intertwined into one by the Moon Goddess herself. Lucien was supposed to be his, and he was supposed to be Lucien’s. Kinnon did not fit anywhere in the equation.

Ronan had expected Lucien to continue teaching at the South Bedford Art College. He had wanted to get through to Lucien by sneaking into the college as a student again.

He wanted to talk to Lucien directly.

He had a thousand questions to ask the man, and the latter was the only person who could answer Ronan’s questions.

Unfortunately, Lucien resigned from his position a few days after his engagement with Kinnon was made public.

How typical, Ronan had thought when he heard the news. He hated how Lucien was acting like a she-wolf who was getting married to any strong Alpha. Throwing away his life like that to become Kinnon Youngshaper’s Luna?

It was as if Lucien had no other identity other than attending to Kinnon’s needs and becoming the mother of the pack.

It was so ridiculous.

Pathetic.

“Oooh, Alpha Kinnon Youngshaper, it is great to see you again,” a Werewolf Council member gushed.

Ronan slowly turned his head to take a look.

Some distance away, Kinnon Youngshaper was chatting with the Werewolf Council member. He had one arm wrapped around another man in a protective manner. The two men looked exceedingly handsome in white robes of complementary design. They might as well conduct their wedding ceremony on the spot because they were dressed perfectly for the occasion.

Lucien was carrying a small child with blonde hair in his arms. The child rubbed against Lucien in a spoiled manner and they exchanged loving smiles.

What a beautiful family.

Ronan clenched his jaw and curled his fingers into fists.