My Promised Rejection (Olivia) novel Chapter 133

33 To the Cells

Ronan POV

“Ronan, I have no idea what is going on with you, but I don’t like what you’re insinuating,” Agatha says. “I don’t like that members of this pack are hiding things from me. I am to be Alpha, and I am being kept in the dark by you and your pets.” Micah’s hands squeeze tight at his sides, but he makes no move toward me. “Ronan, enough. There is no need to insult a loyal guard. Roger felt it was necessary to keep the origin of certain pack members secret. It was never my intention to keep things from you, Ronan. You are my family. You are the next Alpha of the Night Walker pack. No one is denying that.”

“How many others are their Agatha?” “My two guards. Micah and Colton, but I assure you they had nothing to do with what happened to Melanie. They are loyal to the pack, to me,” she says. “Well, it would have been three, but you killed Jasper,” Micah says, interrupting and I growl. “Why are you here?” “I am the Luna’s guard, Ronan. It is my job to protect her,” he says. “Don’t call me Ronan. We are not friends!” I turn back to my aunt, ignoring the flash of anger in Micah’s eyes. “As for whether they are innocent or not will be up to the king.”

“He has offered his help, and I’ve accepted as the future Alpha of this pack. We will return in three days‘ time to conduct a full investigation.” “Ronan, do you understand what you have done? Have you lost sight of everything? The royals took your father from you, and now you have invited them into pack business. Is this about that little b**ch,” Agatha practically screams at me. I fight the urge I have to grab her by the throat for daring to call Della out of her name.

“I’ve lost sight of nothing. Actually, if anything, I see things clearly Aunt Agatha. I believe that I am a pawn in whatever plan you have, and I didn’t agree to play!” “How can you say that, Ronan? Everything I have done is for you. You have forgotten everything they have taken from you. Do you really think the future queen cares about you? Did you forget that she is someone else’s mate? She wants him not you. Whatever made you think she would want you was a lie,” she says. With every word my chest aches.

What the hell is wrong with me? I know that Della is Valor’s mate. I was happy for them. She takes a step toward me and I make no move to step away from her. “Ronan, you are meant to avenge your father. You are meant to be the next king of our kind. Della doesn’t care about you. She only cares about her mate. She needs to suffer just like her parents do,” she says. Her words feel like they are strangling me. Della isn’t my mate, but she does care about me. If that’s true, why do I feel so angry? Why does every part of me want to find Valor and pummel him? Why do I want to scream at Della about betraying me?

I reach out to Silas, but he sounds like he is underwater. A banging on the door has my mind

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starting to clear. Without warning, the door slams open and Della steps inside, followed by Valor, who looks pissed. Why is he angry? “What do you think you are doing,” Agatha asks as Micah moves to stand in front of her. Della stalks toward me and wraps her arms around my middle. Every shred of anger, jealousy, and doubt fades away. I wrap my arms around her.

Della POV

“Is it terrible of me to wish we never return to this pack. I was born here, but after everything that’s happened, I hate the thought of living here,” Maureen says as she packs her bag. “I don’t think that it’s terrible at all. From what I can tell, in the short time we have been here, the pack is in chaos and turmoil that is being created by Agatha and her guards. I never met Roger, but from what my uncle told me of him I think Agatha is worse. Roger at least did his own dirty work.”

I move to stand in front of her and take her hands in mine. “I know nothing I say can take your pain away, Maureen, but I can promise you that the evil that resides in this pack will be dealt with. I have no idea what the future will hold, but I can promise you that those that caused you all this pain will suffer. I can also promise you that if you decide you can’t return to this pack, you will have a place in the royal pack.” She pulls me in for a hug. “Did anyone ever tell you that you don’t act like a teenager,” she asks, and I smile. “Having a wolf all my life has made me a lot wiser than the average teenager.”

Amethyst prances in my head at my praise. Without warning, she growls. “Get to Ronan now. The protection aura we placed on him is still working, but strong black magic is trying to plant the seeds of doubt and hate. He is strong, but his past insecurities are allowing the bad to seep in like vinesm” she says. I step out of Maureen’s hold and rush for the door. When I step into the hallway, Valor’s eyes meet mine. I don’t even have to speak and he follows me.

When I finally reach the door to Agatha’s office, I bang once before I throw the door open. The minute I step inside, I can see the glazed over look in Ronan’s eyes. Anger bubbles up inside me and power flows through my body. My first thought is to kill both Agatha and Micah, but Amethyst stops me. “Go to Ronan. The spell is lifting but he needs you. We will deal with them when the time is right,” she says. I don’t hesitate in rushing toward him and wrapping my arms around him.

“What do you think you’re doing? Why are you barging into my office,” Agatha practically shrieks. Ronan’s body relaxes. I release my hold on him and turn to face her. I’m not sure what she sees in my eyes, but she immediately bares her neck. “We need to leave. Today is not the day they die, but they will,” Amethyst says. Without warning, Ronan lunges past me, knocking Micah to the floor. Agatha screams for him to stop. I’m tempted to let him beat the ba**ard to death after what he just tried to do, but I trust Amethyst.

“Ronan, release him,” I say forcing my command into my words. After landing one final punch

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to the pr*ck’s face, he comes to stand beside me. Valor stands on my other side, showing a united front. “We will return in three days with the king, so I would prepare myself for a full investigation Agatha. Micah is to be placed in the cells under guard for using magic on the future Alpha of this pack until the royal guard arrives.” “Princess, this is just a misunderstanding. Micah meant no harm,” Agatha says.

My eyes meet Micah’s, who is still sitting on the floor. Blood drips from his lips. Something flashes in his eyes and I swear it looks like triumph. “That was a royal order, not a request.” A few seconds later the door to the office opens and three warriors step inside. I assume that Ronan linked them. “Take Micah to the cells until the royal guard arrives. Make sure he is not left unguarded,” Ronan says. The larger of the three guards steps toward Micah, who finally gets to his feet.

“Do you really think a cell will hold me faux Alpha,” Micah says before he disappears. Ronan growls before he rounds on his aunt. “Take her to the cells until I determine her part in this. Fredrick, you will be in charge until we return. Under no circumstances is she to be allowed from the cell,” Ronan says, shocking me. “Ronan, you don’t mean that. I told you Micah meant no harm. You are blowing this out of proportion. I am your aunt and the Luna. You can’t do this to me,” she pleads as the guard wraps his hand around her arm.

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