VALERIE'S POV
"What did they say?" I asked, looking at Logan, and he looked at Ambrose.
"Why didn't you tell her anything about it?" Logan asked, and I shifted my attention to Ambrose.
"What are you talking about? What is it that he didn't tell me?"
"I didn't tell her anything because I knew she would be much safer with me. You know what I mean," Ambrose said, and I felt anger rising inside me.
Why the hell were they talking like I wasn't present here?
"We will talk once all the alphas and Lunas leave. You are not going anywhere, either of you. And this is an order, Valerie," Logan's eyes were serious, and I immediately understood it was something serious.
But what could it be?
Once Logan left, his vibes oozing that he shouldn't be messed with at the moment, I turned my attention to Ambrose.
It has been two hours since the council ended their break and went inside that meeting room. I thought we would finally receive a reply from Logan, but he left like that.
He said Ambrose didn't tell me something. What could it be? What does Ambrose know that I don't? Could it be that his pack was attacked again? He was indeed talking about going back because he needed to handle things.
"Ambrose, what was Logan talking about? What are you hiding?" I asked, and he thinned his lips.
"It's nothing, Valerie. You shouldn't be thinking too much about it," Ambrose said, and I narrowed my eyes.
"Ambrose, I am not some kind that you can coax with pacifying words. I want the truth. What is it that you guys know and are not telling me? I am sure it's related to me or Logan wouldn't have asked us to stay here and look at me with those serious eyes that said things won't be good if I left even after his order," I looked at Ambrose.
However, rather than answering me, he started walking toward the backyard.
I gritted my teeth. He was deliberately ignoring me to save himself from telling me anything. The nerve of this guy!!!
"I am talking to you, Ambrose," I said in a low voice, and he paused before turning to me.
"Valerie, my sunshine,"
"The truth, Ambrose," I said firmly, and he sighed.
"Will you please calm down first?" He held my hand, and I nodded at him before taking a deep breath.
I wasn't the type to become hyperactive and just cause a scene, but something about the way Logan looked at Ambrose made me question things, and I didn't like how Ambrose was still trying to hide things from me.
"Come here," he forced me to sit on the resting chair near the balcony, and I looked up at him.
"The thing is, one of my men informed me about something. Actually, before I left, I forgot my coat in your apartment, and it had a paper that contained information that we gathered about the rogues. I asked him to go and check your apartment and well, your apartment was raided by someone," Ambrose said, looking at me cautiously, and my pupils dilated.
"Who was it?" I asked, and he massaged his forehead.
"We have no clue, but they didn't steal anything. The person who went to your apartment said that the person who was trying to raid the apartment was looking for something particular. Things were scattered all around, but anything expensive wasn't taken away. Do you have anything in your possession?" Ambrose asked me, and I tried to think hard.
"I can't remember anything," I said honestly.
"Well, they must be trying to find something against me then," Ambrose smiled, and I felt the urge to slap the back of his head.
How can he smile so casually as if nothing happened?
"I can smile so casually because I am happy that they didn't take anything precious to you. I wasn't telling you this precisely because I didn't want you to worry. George has already handled the situation and three guards are continuously guarding your place now. I am sorry if I hurt you," He cupped my cheeks, and I placed my head on his chest.
"You scared me for a minute. I thought something bad happened to your pack again," I sighed.
"Don't be scared. I think Logan was angry and serious because in a way you might become the rogue's target because of me. The rogues who have their eyes on the pack and want to attack me will naturally come for you when they'll know how insanely I am in love with you," Ambrose said.
Though he was saying all these words to calm me and make me feel less worried, but something didn't add up to the equation.
"Ambrose, why are you so sure that it was the rogues who raided my place because they wanted something against you?" I asked.
"What do you mean, Valerie? If not them, then who'll try to raid your place?" He asked, and I looked at him.
"You mean to say..." Ambrose let the sentence drag out, and I sighed.
"Let's wait for Logan's arrival and what he wants to talk about, okay?" I asked, and he nodded.
We waited for a good two hours until Logan and the other council members sent the alphas and Lunas away. I was especially asked to stay in my room until everyone left because they didn't want me to cause another ruckus, and I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes.
"Come to the council meeting room, Valerie," Logan said through the intercom, and I sighed.
Ambrose had gone out with George to talk about the pack stuff. I hope he has heard the intercom too. For some reason, I didn't want to deal with this situation alone.
"Logan," I masked the uneasiness with a cold look, and he nodded at the seat in front of the council table, and I looked at everyone who looked back at me warily.
"What is it?" I asked, sighing in relief when Ambrose walked inside the council meeting room.
"Here, read these letters. They were sent to us this morning. Do you have any reply to them? Or any way to counter them?" Logan said before he emptied a box that had around 15-20 letters, and I narrowed my eyes.
"Are people sending me love letters now?" I asked and opened one letter.
I opened the letter and as soon as I saw what was inside, my hand froze on the piece of paper.
The hell?!