My Promised Rejection (Olivia) novel Chapter 124

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Valor POV

As soon as Della steps around Ronan, I feel compelled to follow behind her. I can’t explain it, but the need to be close to her is intense. Something about the way her body moves has me moving to stand behind her. When she places her hands on Reagan’s chest, panic rises in me. His mate is in the room. The need to protect Della’s secret, whatever it may be, has me turning toward Ronan. “Lock the door now.” He nods and moves to do as I ordered. I take a step toward the woman that is Reagan’s mate. Her eyes are full of shock as she is focused on what Della is doing.

“You will never tell anyone about what you are witnessing.” “She can be trusted Valor” Ronan says as he moves to stand next to her. “He is right. She is helping my mate and for that I will forever be in her debt. I will never tell anyone about what happened in this room. I will take it to my grave,” she says. I nod turning back to Della. My fingers itch to reach out to her, but I have no idea if my touch will interfere with her attempt to heal Reagan.

A few minutes later the blue glow that engulfed Della’s hands and Reagan’s chest fades. Della starts to sway, and I immediately move to steady her. When her body goes limp, I scoop her up in my arms. “I’ve got you princess,” I whisper into her ear just as tingles dance on my skin. I almost trip over my own feet at the realization those tingles are the first real sign of our bond. The sound of coughing has me moving out of the way as Maureen and Ronan rush to each side of Reagan’s bed. I take the seat near the wall holding Della in my arms.

Basking in the first signs of the bond I knew we shared, I look at Ronan, wondering what this means for him. Will he feel the same thing when their skin touches the next time? Will we truly share her when she is old enough to accept our bond? I push those thoughts away, knowing right now what is important is that Della saved Reagan. The man that made sure that Ronan didn’t become an evil ba**ard survived whatever his nasty b**ch of an aunt tried to do. His eyes are still closed, but his color has already improved. The relief of both Maureen and Ronan is palpable.

When his eyes meet mine and then move to Della, tears form in his eyes. He rounds the bed and squats in front of us. He brushes the hair away from her face. “Why aren’t either of us freaking out that she passed out,” he asks. “I think we both know instinctively she is worn out from whatever she just did. We both know that, despite being unconscious, she isn’t in danger.” “She saved him, Valor. She is more than either of us realized,” he says. Before I can respond, a knock on the door interrupts.

Maureen moves to open it and a girl that looks like a younger version of Maureen steps into the room. Her eyes search the room until they land on Ronan. Her smile fades when he leans

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in and whispers in Della’s ear. Before he stands, he places a kiss on her forehead and I don’t feel one shred of jealousy. Axel is also quiet. He is content to have Della in our arms.

“Who the hell is she and why are you putting your lips on her,” the girls asks, like she has some right to Ronan. A growl escapes me at the audacity of her question. She has no claim on Ronan. This must be how Ronan felt when Juniper launched herself at me. I don’t understand why we feel this way, but I’m going with it.

“Melanie, who she is, has nothing to do with you. How dare you walk in here demanding answers from Ronan that are not any of your business,” Maureen says. “He is putting his lips on a woman that is being held by another man,” she says, practically stomping her feet like a petulant child. “Melanie get the hell out of my room now” a deep, hoarse voice says. All of us turn to where Reagan is trying to sit up in bed.

“Reagan,” Maureen cries out as she makes her way over the side of his bed. He pulls her into his arms and I debate about carrying Della out of the room to give them a moment alone. One whispered word has my head snapping in the opposite direction before I can even stand. “How,” she whispers. A growl has Melanie backing up as Ronan steps toward her. I guess he heard her question too.

Ronan POV

I can’t believe she healed him. Why did she pass out? “Healing takes a lot of energy. She just needs to rest,” Silas says, reassuring me. Seeing Reagan’s color improve and his breathing even out has my shoulders sagging. I move around the bed needing to check on Della despite Silas’s reassurance. She looks like she is sleeping peacefully in Valor’s arms. I brush the hair off her face. When I hear the knock on the door, I expect it to be Agatha.

I want to see her reaction when she realizes that Reagan survived. I’m hoping he can tell me exactly what happened. When Melanie steps into the room, I expect her to rush to her father,

you, Della. but instead she is focused on me. What the hell is wrong with this girl? “Thank Rest now and we will be here when you wake up” I say in Della’s ear. I’m glad when Maureen puts Melanie in her place. I don’t have the patience for her childish bulls*t right now. She should be worried about her father instead of where I put my lips.

Hearing Reagan’s voice has my heart nearly beating out of my chest. I never expected him to

peace wake up so quickly. Della is truly amazing. Maureen rushes to him and a feeling of settles in my chest. Maureen isn’t losing her mate, and I’m not losing the man I consider my father. When I hear the whispered question from behind me, Silas pushes to the surface. I turn and step toward the spoiled b**ch who just asked how her father survived. “What the hell did you just say” I growl out.

“Ronan, I’m just shocked. The doctor didn’t think my dad was going to make it. It’s a miracle,” she says. “So instead of praising the goddess for saving him, you ask how. That is the first

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thought that pops into your head when you see your father alive and well. What the hell is wrong with you? Why weren’t you sitting at his bedside when we arrived?” “Mom, kicked me out,” she blurts out. I can see she immediately regrets it.

“Why would your mother kick you out of the room? I’ve known your mother all my life and she is one of the kindest people I know. So what could you have possibly said or done to make her upset enough to throw you out of the room?” “Ronan, I was just excited you were coming home. I’ve missed you while you were gone,” she says. Again Valor growls and I fight the urge to smile. I’m still not sure what the hell is happening between the three of us, but I accept whatever the goddess has planned.

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