To Kill The Alpha

A heavy sigh escaped the Alpha. He dragged Lucien into his arms and pressed a kiss on top of his lover's head. Lucien closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Ronan's body.

"If something is weighing on your mind, you should tell me openly," Lucien said while planting a kiss on Ronan's collarbone in return. "At the very least, I can share your burden with you."

"Mhm," Ronan swayed a little with Lucien in his arms. "I need you to be extra careful during the war."

He loosened his embrace and gazed into Lucien's bright eyes.

"Not that I plan to be careless, but what made you say that?"

Ronan heaved another heavy sigh and pulled his lips into a thin line.

"Honestly, there are not many places that the Werewolf Council could choose to provoke the Night Prowler Pack. If I am not mistaken, the Night Prowler Pack must be quite pissed right now."

Lucien guessed as much.