My Promised Rejection (Olivia) novel Chapter 112

12 Explain Yourself

12 Explain Yourself

Ronan POV

As soon as Della is out of our sight, I glare at the ba**ard in front of me. Why the f**k is he here? Why is he hanging around my mate? “Look who finally admits she is ours,” Silas says. I block my wolf out and focus back on the pr*ck standing in front of me. “Why are you here,” he practically growls. “Why are you here” | shoot back at him. “I am here to train with the elite warriors as the next King of Vampires” he says.

“I didn’t realize your kingdom was so weak you needed to rely on training from wolves.” He takes a step toward me, but a deep growl has both our heads snapping toward the sound. The man that I assume is the doctor from earlier approaches us. “This is a hospital. If you want to act like animals, you will take it outside. Otherwise, sit your a**ses down and wait like good pups” he says. I don’t like his disrespect, but I can tell by his aura that he is a Lycan.

I am also a guest in the royal pack. After what happened last time, I need to keep myself under control. I turn first and take a seat in one of the chairs near the door. Valor does the same on the opposite side of the room. I wonder if the king invited us both. The better question is why. I’m not sure how much time passes before the double doors open and Della steps into the lobby. She looks at both of us and I can tell she is still irritated with us. I expect her to walk toward us, but instead she heads toward the exit.

“You already pissed off our mate. You better beg for her forgiveness,” Silas says as I get to my feet. Valor does the same as we follow closely behind her. As soon as we step out into the sun she whirls on us. I prepare myself for whatever chastising she is about to give us when I notice men dragging a body from the woods. It has to be the wolf that attacked Della’s friend. Just as they cross behind her, I get a look at the ba**ard’s face.

I feel like the air is knocked from my lungs when I realize the body they are carrying is one of my pack warriors. What the f**k? Why the hell would she do this without saying anything? Does Reagan know? Why the f**k wouldn’t he warn me? She had to have done this without telling him. My mind is so full of anger and questions, I don’t realize Della is angry until I feel her finger poke my chest. “Why do you look like you know him? Is he here because of you? Answer me,” she says, startling me with her question.

I would chuckle at this tiny woman who barely reaches my chest trying to intimidate me if I didn’t know she had every right to be angry. I also don’t need to give her a reason to suspect I’m involved in this. I have no idea what she knows about the past. Hell, I don’t really know what happened to Roger. All I know is that he went against the Red Moon with the council and ended up dead along with about twenty other warriors. My eyes meet hers again, and I swear there is a purple hue that wasn’t there before.

“I said answer me” she says, and her voice is a hair deeper than before. I notice we are drawing attention from pack members that are milling about. “I will gladly answer your question, Della, but maybe this conversation should be held in a more private place.” My words have the desired effect as Della looks around us. “Fine, follow me” she says. I fall in step behind her, but so does Valor. I immediately stop walking, and he turns to face me.

“Do you understand what private means?” He growls and this time it’s my turn to step toward him. “Enough, Valor, Ronan is right. He asked for this to be a private conversation,” she says. “No way. If you think he had something to do with that ba**ard that attacked the omega, then I’m not leaving you alone with him” he says. “I am not a threat to her. I would never hurt her,” I growl ready to knock pretty boy on his a** for even thinking

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could hurt Della.

“Valor, I appreciate your concern, but I can handle myself. Now you can either go to the training field on your own or you can wait for me here while I talk to Ronan,” she says. I can see he wants to protest, but he finally simply nods. “I’ll be right here waiting for you,” he says, his eyes never leaving mine. I fight the urge to flip him the bird. “Follow me,” Della says, her voice not nearly as gruff. Does she believe me when I say I’m not a threat? Goddess, I hope so. I couldn’t care less what Valor thinks, but I don’t want Della afraid of me.

I do as she orders, and we make our way through the pack house. She leads me to an office. Once we are inside, I close the door behind us. She rounds the desk and takes a seat, putting distance between us. I take the seat in front of the desk and wait for her to speak. “Explain why you looked like you knew the man that attacked my friend,” she says. “He is a member of my pack, but I had no idea about him being here, let alone attacking anyone.”

“You understand how suspicious this looks, Ronan” she says. “I do, and you have every reason to think I have less than honorable reasons for being here, but I give you my word: I don’t. Your father invited me to come and train with the elite warriors. It was not my idea, but I jumped at the chance.” “So you are telling me you had no idea a member of your pack intended to attack a member of my pack. Not only attack her but violate her,” she says. I’m sure my eyes are black as Silas pushes to the surface.

Anger bubbles up inside me. If that ba**ard wasn’t dead I would f**king kill him myself for touching that girl. I won’t ever tolerate that kind of bulls*t in my pack or anywhere else. When a she–wolf says no, it’s no. I notice Della’s features soften as if she could hear my thoughts. “Ronan, the day of the ceremony, I felt like you didn’t want to be here, and your aunt spent the whole time glaring at me and my parents. I know you probably know your father was killed in the Red Moon,” she says.

She thinks I’m here for some revenge against her family. I can’t say I blame her for thinking that, but a feeling I can’t name blooms in my belly at the thought she believes I’m as evil as my b**ch of an aunt. “I am nothing like Agatha. I do know that Roger was killed by the Red Moon but I have no misconceptions about the man he was. I mean he killed his fated mate because she was an omega. Not exactly a great role model.”

“I’ll be honest, Ronan, I didn’t expect you to feel this way. I really thought you would want revenge for what happened to your father” she says. “It’s ironic really. The man was never really a father. He left me in the care of the omegas he looked down on. Even Agatha never cared for me. It wasn’t until I was old enough to train that my aunt bothered spending any time with me. If it wasn’t for the omegas and Reagan, the Night Walker Beta, I would probably be exactly who you expected me to be.”

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