My Promised Rejection (Olivia and Ace) novel Chapter 113

Agatha POV

My plan was perfect. I knew that Ronan arriving today would be the distraction I needed to send a message to the royals. A reminder that they still had enemies despite the packs that kissed their asses Ronan getting close to that little bitch is the key to making everything I deserve to happen. I know Reagan has been filling his head with nonsense despite my insisting every chance I got he needed to avenge his father’s death.

I have plans for that bastard too, but not yet. Most of the pack is loyal to me. I have been the Luna of the pack since I was twenty because my brother trusted no one but me. Had my brother gotten a proper mate, ! would have gladly given up my title. The minute Roger found his mate, he refused to accept her because she was weak. A worthless omega that wasn’t good enough to wash toilets, let alone give him a proper heir. My brother was an amazing Alpha and deserved far better than the goddess gave him.

I was there when he realized they were mates. She had just turned eighteen. The same age as me at the time. She was so naive. She actually believed that my brother was going to accept her when he grabbed her arm, pulling her from the kitchen. I knew she was dead wrong. I saw the disgust in his eyes, but his wolf wanted at least to have what was destined to be theirs.

I’m not disillusioned about what he did to her, but that was the goddess’s fault for putting such a pathetic she–wolf in his path. When that bitch Miranda suggested she had a vision that the midnight wolf would be part wolf and part witch I knew she was lying, but Roger refused to listen. She had her own plans and the minute Ronan was born we all knew. We knew that he would be exceptional, but he wasn’t the midnight wolf. Honestly, if not for needing a proper heir to take over the pack, Roger would have gotten rid of the pup. He had no love for Ronan.

He had no desire to be a father. I warned him that allowing the omegas to care for him would make him weak, but again he wouldn’t listen. That’s why the minute Roger was killed, I started to plant the seed of hatred I needed to grow in my nephew. At first, it seemed to work. Anytime I brought up the royal pack, I could see the hatred and anger burn in his eyes. It wasn’t until after he started to train with Reagan that the anger seemed less and less.

I am the only blood he has left, so I know he won’t betray me. I meant what I said. Getting that phone call from the king couldn’t have come at a better time if I had planned it myself. I step out of my office and move down the hallway. I’m just about to step out of the pack house when someone calls out from behind me. I turn just as Reagan’s daughter rushes toward me. “What can I help you with Melanie?”

“Do you know how long Ronan will be gone, Luna,‘ she asks. “Melanie, Ronan is not your mate.” “He could be my chosen mate. I am of beta blood. I would give him strong pups. Besides, what if he gets a weak mate like the Alpha did, she says. “What about your fated mate?” I’m shocked this girl is being so brazen, but I respect that she is trying to go after something she thinks she deserves. I’m even more shocked that a daughter of Reagan would so easily go against the goddess.

“I deserve an Alpha mate. I have no intention of leaving our pack. If I find my fated mate before Ronan accepts me, I’ll simply reject him,‘ she says. “Does your father know what you are planning to do” She rolls her eyes. “I love my father, but he is too soft when it comes to mates. I love my mother, but she should never have. been mated to a Beta. She is just a low–ranked warrior. He should have chosen you,” she says.

The thought had crossed my mind when we were younger, but he was determined to have his fated mate. Now I’m disgusted by his lack of loyalty to my brother. I don’t know what is more impressive about this young woman. The fact that she recognizes that her father is soft or that she thinks her father shouldn’t have accepted her mother. “Ronan won’t be back for at least a month, Melanie. Right now he needs to focus on learning all he can from the royals.”

She goes to speak, but I raise my hand to silence her. “When he returns I will speak to him about accepting you as his mate and future Luna of the Night Walker pack.” He will need to deal with that little bitch Della first, but Melanie reminds me of myself. She will also be easily led when the time comes, which makes her perfect to stand by Ronan’s side when he takes over the kingdom. She practically jumps up and down. I don’t mention that he will have to secure his throne before that can happen, but she doesn’t need to know that right now.

The sound of heavy footsteps has our conversation halting quickly. Reagan steps into the foyer and looks between us. “Luna” he says before he bares his neck to me. “Melanie, why are you bothering the Luna” he asks, taking a step toward his daughter. “She isn’t bothering me, Reagan. She really is a delightful young lady. You have raised her well. She knows what is important.” “Thank you, Luna,” he says, but I can see he is apprehensive to say the least.

I turn to walk out of the pack house when a pain grips my chest. I place my hand against the door to steady myself. It doesn’t last long before I feel my tether to Brandon, the warrior I sent to the royal pack, snap. Fuck, I want to scream. Thank goddess, we used the spray to cover his pack scent. They need to believe he is just another rogue. “Luna, are you alright,” Reagan asks. I turn back toward him, sliding my hands down my dress.

“I am fine, Reagan, but I’m not sure what just happened. I felt Brandon Lionel’s pack bond break. Do you have any idea what could have happened? Did he mention anything about leaving?” He looks horrified. “I have no ideal Luna, but I will find out,” he says before rushing outside. Melanie eyes me suspiciously. “You would do well to remember this when you become Luna one day. “Remember who truly has the power and make sure they like you, because your fate can change in the blink of an eye if you don’t.”

Valor POV

“I can’t believe that bastard. How dare he insist on talking to our mate privately? Especially if he had something to do with that fucking wolf attacking her friend.” “You need to calm down Valor. I don’t know why,

smartest people I know, Valor, but when it comes to that girl you are dense. Do you think that is a – coincidence? Do you really believe that she doesn’t intend to come there and make trouble,” she asks. The more my mom speaks, the more I know she’s right.

“When is she coming, mom?”

“We will be able to hold her off for a few days with the excuse that we need

permission from the Werewolf King, but once that’s granted she will be there at any time. You need to remember what I said Valor. She can’t be trusted, especially around Della. You need to protect your mate from her. I’ve seen girls like her all my life. Wanting what was never meant to be theirs.”

“I promise you mom that will never happen. The only woman I want is my mate and both Axel and I believe that’s Della. I will definitely put Juniper in her place if she tries anything.”

“Good, I really do miss you, but I’m glad you are there. I hope she is your mate, but just remember if she is not Valor, you will find her someday. I love you, my son” she says. “I love you too, mom.” We cut the call and I take a seat on the bench from earlier. My mother’s words replaying in my mind. Goddess, I wish finding my mate was like what happens for everyone else instead of being so unclear. The one thing I do know for sure is that, no matter what happens, I need Della in my life.