What's Wrong Ronald-kun Novels & Stories

Sirena’s POV Raven came to my place after lunch, she’s here to check on me as I didn’t have lunch yet. She must be worried, I know that. “Hey, I was expecting you and couldn’t mind-link with you,” she said. “I wanted some time to myself,” I answered. “Why? What’s wrong?” she asked. “Raven, can you please leave me alone,” I frowned. “Definitely something has happened,” she said and pulled a seat next to me,”

Every time I started to lose it, he was there—calm, steady, like he was holding my whole world together without even realizing it. “How’s Ronald doing?” I asked as I stepped into Fred’s patient room. The sharp scent of medicine hit me instantly. Ronald lay motionless on the bed, his chest rising and falling so faintly it barely counted as breathing. Fred looked up from his clipboard, adjusting his glasses. “He’s getting better. He stays awake longer before losing consciousness now. What’s causing it, though…” he sighed, “we still don’t know.” I nodded, glancing at Ronald again. His face looked peaceful, but I knew better. The last time he woke up, he’d said something strange, something about

Xena continues with her usual gracious demeanor and my world is perfect again. “Thank you, Luna Xena. We as the R-pack, appreciate your warm welcome. We also value your friendship. That is why we have come to officially apologize for the misunderstanding that happened at the beach,” Ronald responds, getting straight to business. We might as well get on with it. “I would not call that a misunderstanding, Ronald,” I point out. He lets out a sigh and bows his head.

After hearing the story, Ronald found no flaw in the logic at all. The muscles that had just relaxed tightened again as belief set in, trembling uncontrollably. He asked Yuna, “The last DNA test—are you sure you handled everything properly?” After two months of recovery from the car accident, most of Ronald’s former strength had returned, so had much of his former authority. He stared at Yuna so intently that her scalp prickled. “I… I don’t know!” Yuna said guiltily.

A second later, King Ronald appears, looking bored and completely uninterested. “Sorry, I was busy with important matters.” He hurriedly says, but I catch the slight hickey that can’t be hidden under the collar of his shirt and scoff. If important matters are about him being a degenerate, like we all know King Ronald is, then that explains why he was late. “So, what are we discussing today?” He continues, running a hand through his messy hair before placing a crown on top of his head. “We are discussing the problem of the Shadows and their attacks on our respective Nations.” I state, trying to keep the irritation from my voice.

Alpha Yon didn’t lie to me about how to use the pink candle. “Answer my question honestly. Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me. I won’t tell Alpha Andrew.” I tried to reassure him. My jaw tightened while I was waiting for him to speak. It took a long time for him to make his voice come out. Doubt and sadness were in his eyes. “I never dated the late Luna Auretta.” Warrior Johan shook his head with tears in his eyes. “I regret lying. The late Luna Auretta was a very good person. I want to apologize to her, but I can’t.” Warrior Johan shook his head and took a deep breath.

At the corner in the VIP lounge sat a lonely soul who didn’t seem enchanted by the music like the rest of them. “C’mon man, you can’t sit around looking gloomy all night,” Garret said loudly in excitement, a clear indication the whiskey shots were already getting to his head. “I f$$ked up men, I literally went all psycho on her, and then the worst thing happened, her best friend’s son was gravely ill, ooh… I feel like an asshole!” Ronald beat himself up wishing he could drown all his frustration in drinks, but for some reason he couldn’t stomach more than one shot.

He bit back a growl as he got up from the ground and walked to the bars of the cage that adjoined his present cage with Ronald's cage. "Hey..." He growled out. Ronald opened his eyes and stirred. Ryker can see that he wasn't really sleeping, he was just forcing himself. At twenty-one, Ronald has developed a very bad case of insomnia. Just like every other slave. Some worst than the others. But, the guilt is nothing compared to the one he feels about his cousin brother. He'd failed him in every way. He wasn't able to keep the promise he made to Ronald. Instead of getting him free, he'd gotten Ronald killed.

I watched as they stood side by side, the perfect picture of a united Alpha and Luna. But as the ceremony progressed, I could see the subtle signs of Rollins’ discomfort. His eyes, though focused on the elders, seemed distant, as if his mind was elsewhere. His shoulders, usually so relaxed and confident, were tense, and his jaw was clenched tightly. It was clear that something was bothering him, something that went beyond the usual nerves of a public event.

“Well she didn’t say it out loud but I know that’s what she wanted today” “Come on Karl, you overreacting” “Me? Overreact? You come on “ “It’s very clear that you are, like a girl at that” he chuckled and I was not in the mood for his shenanigans, he piped down when he realized I wasn’t having it. “Ok so let's be serious now about the whole mate missing” “Seriously?” “What do you want me to call her? She’s not yet our luna so I can’t refer to her as one and I can’t call her by her name cause we don’t even know who the hell she is”