Alpha Prince Ron's POV
The past few weeks had been crazy and even crazier after Dalton and I had the big fight.
Just as Olive suggested, I sent for him and within a few minutes, he was knocking on the other end of the door.
"Come in", I permitted, avoiding his eyes and looking straight forward instead.
He pushed the door, stepping in and shutting it quietly behind him. Walking closer, he stood directly opposite where I was sitting, a table separating us from each other.
"Sit", I ordered.
He took the one which Olive was occupying before the fight.
"I don't want to speak to you, trust me, I don't. But Olive had the grand idea that I needed to hear you out before judging, so talk. Fast"
If Olive was here, she would shake her head in disappointment at my rudeness.
"I'm really sorry for w……
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