My Promised Rejection (Olivia) novel Chapter 132

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Della POV

My heart breaks as I watch Reagan and Maureen cling to each other. Their grief is almost palpable as they stand near the freshly dug earth. We stand in the pack cemetery surrounded by a handful of pack members watching Melanie be laid to rest as rain falls around us. It’s only been a day since we watched her breathe her last breath, and it’s still surreal to me.

I hate that we couldn’t save her. I hate that her parents have to endure this pain. No parent should bury their pup. My eyes move to where Agatha is standing with Micah and another guard at her side. Her eyes seem to be solely focused on Ronan. I can’t imagine what is going through her mind, but if what Ronan said is any indication, she is still scheming. The question is what she will do next.

Ronan moves to embrace Reagan and then Maureen before he turns to face the pack. I smile when Valor moves to stand closer to his side. The bromance is definitely real. “Losing a pack member is always a tragedy, but losing one that has not had the chance to truly live is far worse. As I’m sure you all know, the recent attack on the pack is being investigated just as Melanie’s death will be investigated. As the future Alpha, I vow to determine who is responsible for this loss to the pack and to Melanie’s parents, and punish those involved for what they have done,” he says.

“I’m sure the Luna agrees that those who are responsible will be shown no mercy by the pack,” he says, finally looking toward his aunt. She simply nods, but I can see the anger and concern in her eyes. We stay a few moments after Ronan finishes speaking as pack members begin to disperse. I watch as Agatha and her guards make no move to step away with the others. A few seconds later they step around the grave and Agatha approaches

Ronan.

“Ronan, I understand that you are upset as we all are, but making promises to the pack when the rogues have been dealt with and there is no clear cause of Melanie’s death is reckless. We do not need the pack thinking that they are in danger when that is clearly not the case. You should have allowed me to speak instead of spouting off about justice,” he says.

“Reagan was attacked and nearly killed along with two other warriors. A pup is dead, and you think that there is no danger in the pack. I disagree, Aunt Agatha. There is a threat to the pack and I intend to find out exactly who or what it is. As for my address to the pack, I believe that shows that you and I will protect them at any cost. That those who pose a threat will be handled swiftly and without mercy. Do you not agree with that,” he asks. I fight the smile that wants to spread across my face as she opens and closes her mouth several times.

“Perhaps we should all take a moment. It has been an emotional morning and this is not the

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place to have this discussion,” Micah says, his eyes shifting toward Reagan and Maureen. Ronan growls and takes a step toward him. “I’m not sure what has led you to believe that you are more than a guard, but let me be clear you aren’t. You will not continue to speak out of turn. Whatever relationship you have with my aunt has nothing to do with the running of the pack. Do not make me warn you again,” he says.

“Ronan, I don’t believe Micah was trying to overstep. He is right. We need to table this conversation for now. I will, however, expect you in my office before dinner to discuss the matter further,” she says. Ronan nods and Agatha, along with the two guards, finally start to make their way back toward the pack house. Micah’s eyes linger on me longer than is comfortable and a low growl has him turning away with a smirk that makes my skin crawl.

Strong arms wrap around me and Valor’s scent envelops me. “Mine,” he says before pressing a kiss on the top of my head. “Yes, yours Valor.” “We need to discuss the creepy guard that doesn’t have a wolf with everyone,” Amethyst says. “I would like the three of you to come back to the cottage and have lunch. I have no desire to head to the pack dining room and listen to one more person tell me how sorry they are,” Maureen says. Reagan pulls her closer to his side and turns to head toward the path.

The cottage is much more than I expected. It’s two floors, and it’s very modern on the inside. I can tell quickly it is a place that is warm and full of love. Photos adorn the walls and my heart breaks a little more when Maureen touches a few as she passes. She moves to the kitchen and Reagan takes a seat in a large brown chair. “Should I go help her?” “No, she needs a few minutes just on her own. She is strong, and we will get through this together, but it will take time,” Reagan says. We take a seat across from him. “Reagan, have you ever seen

Micah shift?”

Ronan and Valor look at me, clearly confused by my question. “Yes, many times. Why do you ask?” “The man that was with Agatha yesterday in the hospital and today at the grave has no wolf.” “What do you mean he has no wolf,” Ronan asks. “It’s pretty self–explanatory Ronan. We can not sense his wolf. He smells like a wolf, but Amethyst believes its magic. So either Reagan is losing his mind or Micah isn’t the Micah he knows.”

“What about his behavior, Ronan? You seemed pretty pissed about the way he spoke up. Is that odd behavior for Micah?” “He has always been an arrogant a** but I don’t recall him ever speaking the way he has the last two days,” Ronan says. I’m just about to ask another question when my phone vibrates in my pocket. When I look at the screen I can’t help but smile. I was supposed to check in earlier with my mom, but I forgot with everything that was happening.

“Sorry, mom. I forgot to call, but a lot has been going on.” “It’s alright, sweet pea. I’m actually calling because we had a bit of a situation with Maddy, but she isn’t harmed,” she says. My body freezes and my hold on the phone tightens. “What happened to Maddy?” The

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conversation around me immediately ceases, and I notice Ronan’s eyes darken. I have no time to be happy about his response because I have no idea what happened to my best

friend.

“What happened, mom?” I place the call on speaker, so I won’t have to repeat everything she tells me. “The girls had invited Maddy to swim. She was on her way to the pool when she found Myra unconscious. From what Maddy told me, Lisa hit Myra with a statue and then called everyone to the scene. She told everyone she saw Maddy hit Myra. Your father was very proud when Maddy basically called her a l*ar and told her side of things. Since Elias is insinuating that we cannot be impartial, I cannot use my powers of discernment,” she says.

“So where is Maddy now?” “Both she and Lisa are under guard until Myra wakes up. She and Madison got their wolves last night so she should be able to tell us who was in the hallway when she was struck,” she says. “Please tell me that Maddy is not in the cells mom.” Ronan grips the arm of the chair waiting for her answer. My eyes meet Valor’s, and he smiles when he notices Ronan’s reaction.

“Of course not, but I would have liked to throw that little b**ch Lisa into one,” she says, and I giggle. “Me too mom. When she is proven guilty she needs to be severely punished. I don’t care who her father is. I have a feeling he is the reason behind her behavior.”

“Both your father and I agree. How are Reagan and Maureen,” my mother asks, just as Maureen steps into the room. “As good as can be expected, mom. Mom, I need to be there for Maddy. Ronan, Valor, and I will be returning later this afternoon.” Ronan goes to open his mouth likely to tell me he isn’t returning, but I speak again. “Can you prepare a guest room on the Beta floor? Until we determine exactly what is happening in this pack, I don’t feel comfortable having Reagan and Maureen remaining here.” I look at Reagan and Maureen and they both nod their agreement. “Of course, I look forward to meeting them,” she says. “I love you, mom.” “Love you too, sweet pea” she says and disconnects the call.

Ronan POV

I make my way to my aunt’s office. I have no desire to have any conversation with her since I know most of what comes out of her mouth is lies. I knock twice before I push the door to the office open. My hand tightens on the handle when I see that pr*ck Micah sitting on the coach across from my aunt. “Ronan, I wasn’t expecting you till later. Is everything alright? How are Reagan and Maureen,” she asks. I want to scream you were involved, but I tamper down my anger. “Actually, no, it’s not. Della just received a call from the queen. There is a situation, and she needs to return to the royal pack.”

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