My Promised Rejection (Olivia and Ace) novel Chapter 65

Evelyn POV

The sound of raised voices startles me awake. I’m glad because I’ve been dreaming more about Olivia and this pup growing in my womb. Flashes of the way Olivia looked at me the day she found out about Xavier has a fear growing inside me that my new pup will hate me once she learns how I’ve hurt her brother and sister. How I’ve hurt them for my own bond instead of protecting them. My daughter was so much stronger than I was. Miranda’s voice breaks me out of my thoughts.

Why the hell is she here and in Xavier’s office? I stand and move until I’m close enough to hear their conversation. My heart starts to race when she says after I give birth she will raise my pup with Xavier. I listen, praying that Xavier wouldn’t betray me. I know he had feelings for her once. My body relaxes when I hear him refuse her and say I’m the love of his life. I love Xavier and I can’t lose him.

Bile rises in my throat when she speaks again, but I push it down. I have no right to be upset. Charles was once my love. His relationship with her was before me. Her next words have the blood freezing in my veins.

She wants to get rid of me all together. I take a few deep breaths and steel my spine before I step into the room. I can feel my wolf just below the surface. She is angry and she wants blood, but we can’t shift because of the pup.

Hearing her talk about my pups has a growl tearing from my throat as I step into the room. Two sets of eyes snap toward me and I move intending to slap this b**ch across the face. Before I can reach her, Xavier is up and has me in his arms. “Think of our pup, my love. She has powers. I’ll deal with this. You have nothing to worry about. I love you and I will protect you and our pup,” he says.

“Of course, she has something to worry about. She is a worthless wolf with no powers. Once she gives birth she’ll be easy enough to deal with,” Miranda says. Xavier’s hold on me tightens before he turns to face the b**ch that has a smug smile on her face. His eyes are black, letting me know that Atlas is close to the surface. Without warning, Xavier lunges at her, wrapping his hand around her throat. I feel unsettled as the smile never leaves her face.

“Xavier, this could have gone much differently had you started thinking with your head instead of your heart. The child will be powerful and deserves to have me as its mother,” she manages to croak out. Just as the last word leaves her mouth, Xavier flies across the room, slamming into the wall. I attempt to move toward him, but I’m rooted to the spot I’m standing on. It’s like my feet are glued to the floor. “Such a stupid mutt. I was willing to keep him around because he was a decent f**k, but he chose you so now he can suffer,” she says.

I place my hands on my belly. “Please don’t hurt him or my pup. Why are you doing this?” She throws her head back and laughs. “Power, of course. Don’t worry Evie. I’m not going to hurt Xavier or your pup. Feeling your bond snap after you give birth to my pup will be a much more satisfying justice for him for choosing you over me than just killing him,” she says.

“You can’t, I won’t let you touch my pup.” She throws her head back and laughs before she takes a step toward me. She lifts her hand, running her finger down my face. I’m frozen in place and I can’t do anything to stop her from touching me. My skin crawls as her finger moves down my neck, over my breastbone, until her hand flattens on my round belly. “Hello sweetheart. Mommy is here,” she says. “No, she isn’t yours.”

Her hand moves up and wraps around my throat. “She is mine and you are nothing. This pup deserves a mother that is worthy of her. Your pups hate you and you’re weak.” I fight the tears that threaten to fall, but I lose the battle. “Don’t worry Evie, you have about a month before the midnight wolf is born. You’ll be well taken care of before she’s born,” she says. “Get your f**king hands off my mate, you b**ch,” Xavier says, rushing toward us.

I feel a tingle before he reaches us and I know she is taking me. “I love you, Xavier,” is the last thing I say before I feel like I’m being pulled into darkness. “Please goddess don’t let her do this. Don’t let her take my pup, my life from me,” I say before I let the darkness completely consume me.

Olivia POV

Something is definitely not right. Xavier would never say that Connor isn’t his son. Despite my protests because of my father, he and Atlas accepted us as his pups the day we met. Connor is on his feet and moving toward Xavier, who looks like he wants to be anywhere but here all of a sudden. “Cassandra,” he whispers, his voice laced with panic. I’m not sure if anyone else heard it or if their growls drowned out his whispered word, but I heard it clearly. This ba**ard is working with the witch that took Ace.

I can’t imagine what he is feeling because I can’t even bring myself to think of losing Ace. “We will find her, Xavier. We will bring her back” I say. His eyes meet mine and I see both hope and regret. “Please Olivia, please bring her and the pup back to me,” he says. Connor releases his hold on him only to pull him in for a hug. Once they release each other, I look at my brother. “I had Hudson take the ba**ard to the cells.”

“What ba**ard” Xavier asks, his eyes turning black. “Cassandra didn’t come alone. A man under a shimmer spell to look like you came with her as a distraction.” He looks clearly confused. “Who the hell is Cassandra? Miranda is the one that took your mother.” Pieces start to fall into place. Could they possibly be the same person? “Right now the only person who can give us answers is in the cells, Oli,” Danica says.

Without a word, I turn leaving the office and tearing through the pack house. I can hear the pounding of feet behind me, but I don’t need to look to know that Ace, Xavier, and Connor are on my heels. The guard hesitates when he sees me but quickly moves from guarding the door. I rush down the stairs and down the hallway that leads to the cells.

When Hudson sees me, he and the other man stand concern written on their faces. The pr*ck is sitting on the cot smiling like he won. I’m just about to tell him he couldn’t be more wrong when a gasp from behind me has the words dying on my lips. I turn just in time to see Xavier fall to his knees, staring at the man inside the cell. “How” is the only thing he manages to say, his eyes looking haunted.