The Alpha Was Mourning

It felt like one of the nights where they lay together, limbs entangled and in love.

Only that this time, they were inside a hospital ward and Lucien was dying.

After the Alpha and his mate told each other the remaining secrets, Ronan secretly harbored some hope.

He hoped that by the grace of the Moon Goddess, Lucien would suddenly start to recover.

After all, they were fated mates.

They already became one.

They already marked each other.

Surely that meant something, so Ronan thought.

Were fated mates not supposed to be very happy together?

They were. Ronan remembered it distinctly. That was what the elders told him.

Fated mates were couples that were personally blessed and brought together by the Moon Goddess herself.

Therefore, Ronan felt entitled to demand a miracle. He did not even ask for much. All that he wanted was for Lucien to be alive and healthy.