Chapter 7: The Wedding Part 1

Monroe smiled to himself as he sat in the chair behind the desk, he felt and looked like an evil villain and yet he was none of the above. It had all gone as planned. Of course now was the annoying part, he was going to have to go to jail. It was only going to be a light sentence, maybe three months and with good behavior he’d be out sooner, and then maybe he would have to serve community service. He was sure they were going to try and get some of his other ‘misdeeds’ to stick, but they wouldn’t. Tyler was thankfully majorly screwed over with this, and that turned out to be a total bonus.

“She looked so happy just now.” The Older Rabbit said.

“She really was, she married the man of her dreams.” He told him. “You really are the one who made it all happen.”

“I know, I’m glad I have a nephew like you at times like this, but how are you going to handle going to jail?” He asked, his ears perked up as he could hear the oncoming screams of sirens. He knew his daughter would be gone by the time they arrived and she would enjoy her honeymoon with her new husband. He looked to his nephew who was an Omega and still so young, who had gone out of his way and helped arrange this whole thing. Today he had not only saved his daughter but also saved the group as well. He wondered if he could get him to join them, maybe get the group to be more legit, he looked like a member already with his hair pulled back and the crisp suit with the gloves, he screamed Mob somehow.

“I’ll live, I’ll have visitation rights with my mutt.” He said with a shrug. “Speaking of, he’s probably having a panic attack right now.” He said leaning back in the chair.

“Don’t lean back too far you might tip over, and your poor Alpha, having to put up with a Quinn, I remember your grandfather. You know you’re a lot like him.” He said putting his drink down on the desk.

“I take that as a compliment, he was a really great grandfather, he took no shit from anyone, even his mates.” He smiled remembering the old rabbit.

“Rest his soul he went too early, James was never the same after him I think that’s why he went soon after him, Dad wasn’t the same either but that old coot just went and got his mistress pregnant.” He laughed. The police came up the driveway, and soon they were all being arrested, most of the guests were free to go after an ID check, but Monroe and his uncle were the first to be arrested and put into a car. Ryan looked panicked as he saw Monroe being led away in handcuffs, but he wasn’t allowed near him.

A week earlier:

Monroe had spent the last three days getting used to the large house that belonged to Ryan’s grandfathers and the fact that they were both male Alpha’s. The whole house had a complete masculine feel to it, with antiques scattered around the whole house making him feel nervous to touch anything. Ryan had told him that he’d actually gone to school with his own brother Erik but they rarely crossed paths. He had been shown a lot of photos of when he was younger by his grandfathers that had successfully embarrassed Ryan. Today he was sitting on the front porch alone when he got a strange text, normally he wouldn’t check them but then re realized it was from one of his cousin’s Rebecca, she was an Omega like him despite her parents both being Alpha’s, and they had been close as kids but not as much in recent years.

Becca: Roe! Long time no talk! Hi! I was wondering if you were staying local?

Roe: Becca! Yes it’s been a while and yes I’m in NY I think…

Becca: What do you mean you think? Silly wabbit

Roe: Ahh staying with someone it’s outside the warren’s I’m used to.

Becca: With someone huh? >:)

Roe: … …

Roe: Anyway, what’s new honey bun?

Becca: I could use some help, do you think you can come to my dad’s?

Roe: Am I allowed to go there?

Becca: yeah dad wants to talk to you too, it’s about the same thing.

Roe: It’s gonna take me about half an hour to get there.

Becca: You are the greatest! I’ll see you when you get here we can talk!

Roe: I’ll be on my way in ten min.

He sighed and went inside and found Ryan and his grandfather Mickel arguing about whether the piece of art was authentic or not. Ryan was sure it was and his grandfather was sure it wasn’t but just a very well done forgery. He walked up and looked at it closely.

“It’s a well done forgery.” he said after a minute. The two looked at him. “The color is too vivid to be the real thing, also I’m going to take a drive.” he told them.

“Where to?” Ryan asked, concerned as he didn’t normally just go for a drive. “Do you want me to come too?” He asked his tail wagging.

“No, I’m just going to go visit family before they hunt me down for being so close.” He semi lied. He was going to go see family, just not his parents, or his brothers. “I might be late coming back but I’ll let you know.” He said as he walked off. Ryan frowned and followed him to the door.

“You sure you don’t need me to go with you?” he asked.

“I’m sure.” He took the key from the key rack and then looked at him, he looked like a dejected puppy. He motioned him closer and when he obeyed he rewarded him with a kiss on the mouth. “Be go-” was all he got out as Ryan kissed him deeply. He rewarded him this time with a swift punch to the gut, it wasn’t hard but it was enough. “Behave yourself!” he yelled as red as ever. He hadn’t hated it, rather he’d liked it, a lot.

“Sorry, you are just so cute.” He told him.

“Greedy boy, don’t think I don’t know what you did last night.” He responded back. Ryan grinned and gave his ass a nice squeeze and let him go before he got hit again.

“I’ll see you later my bunny.” He said walking back to his grandfather.

Monroe shook his head and left driving to his uncle’s mansion. It was a long windy road up the side of a mountain but it made for privacy. It had been years since he had last been there. This was a complicated relationship, his Uncle Glenn was the oldest son of his grandfather’s first mate. He had been a mistress to him and upon finding out he was just going to be nothing more, he’d left pregnant with his father and then he had married and bonded with James and they later had one other child. That made Glenn and his four other siblings his half brother’s who he had been semi friendly with, more so than his younger sibling. He arrived at the gate and pushed the button to enter.

“Who is it?” the annoyed sounding old housekeeper asked.

“Monroe, here to see Becca.” He told her.

“You’re not wanted here Quinn.” She spat.

“You said that too quickly, Becca should be expecting me as should be Uncle Glenn.” He said annoyed.

“I doubt that.” She spat back once again.

“Go ahead and ask, I’ll wait here.” He told her. He got out his cell and texted Becca he was at the gate, he didn’t trust the old horse who was stubborn as ever. He’d wait an hour if it was up to her. Five minutes later the cool calm voice of his Uncle came over the speaker.

“I’m buzzing you in Roe, sorry about that.” He told him. There was a buzz and then the gate opened and he drove on through, he parked his car out front and walked up to the gate where the Old housekeeper was standing flicking her ear in annoyance as she looked at him.

“Miss Rebecca and Mr. Glenn, are up in the study waiting for you.” She said opening the door more for him. He smiled and walked on in, he hadn’t been here since he was in high school.

“Thank you Margerie.” He told her as he headed to the back. He passed several other rabbits every one of them looked at him with either mild surprise or slight annoyance. He let himself into the study where his Uncle and cousin sat on a large couch in front of a table. By the door stood a very large Rabbit who looked him up and down and then looked at his Boss. He had to be around 6’7” barrel chested with short dark hair and eyes, his ears and tail were both black and he looked to be made of solid muscle. He looked like he could give Ryan and the twins a run for their money in a fight, that was why he was there.

“Should I pat him down?” he asked in a deep voice that matched his stature. Normally Monroe wouldn’t mind being patted down by a large muscly man, but now he had a mate. Sort of.

“No, he's family.” Glenn said, standing up to greet him. “How lovely to see you again Monroe.” He said walking over and hugging him. He was a large older Alpha rabbit, with the same brown ears and tail and honey brown hair as Monroe but his was streaked with grey mostly at the temples cut short, he had clear green eyes with a starting hint of wrinkles at the corners. He was tall at 6’2” with broad shoulders and a sturdy body with just a hint of potchyness to show his 58 years of age. He looked exactly how someone would describe a Mafia boss dressed in a button up shirt and neat pressed pants. That was exactly who Glenn Cross was, the head of a large rabbit Mafia centered in New York.

“Nice to see you again, I’m doing alright for now.” Monroe said, taking a seat across from them. Becca raised an eyebrow at him, she looked a lot like he did long honey brown hair down to her waist, her father’s clear green eyes, her face looked younger than it was. She had the same brown ears and tail as well. She was 23 only a year younger than he was but she looked 17 or 18 like he did. She was short at 5’3” and petite but well proportioned. To Monroe she was gorgeous, much better looking than him, he didn’t want her to meet Ryan but she probably was going to have to. “So what’s up? I’m here to help if I can.”

“I’m glad to see you have matured a bit.” Glenn said noticing that he didn’t ask for a pat down or if he could pat him down instead. They all unfortunately knew Monroe’s type, one of the reasons why he wasn’t welcome here often or at all as most of the other members who roamed about were also his type.

“Ehhh I might be seeing someone right now, but big boy over there might just be,” he looked at the bodyguard up and down, not much was hidden under that tight shirt he wore but the pants only hinted at what could be below. “Hummm a little too big for me.” He said honestly. “Though if James is still around.” He said looking back at them.

“Ahh he got married last month.” Becca told him.

“Damn, oh well. I’m not here for me.” He said relaxing back into the chair.

“To be frank, I’m being blackmailed into marrying Rebecca to another family that I don’t approve of.” He told him. “There is a large Gorilla Maffia that has been threatening us for years, nothing big until now.”

“The current boss’ son has a thing for me but there’s someone else I like and he has dad’s blessing.” Becca said, turning slightly red. “I think he heard that we were engaged and he pressed his father into finding something so he could marry me instead.” She said with a sniffle. “I just want to marry my Thomas.” Her father took her hand in his own and gave her a reassuring pat.

“That’s where I want you to come in, I like Thomas, he’s a good boy.” He told him. “They’re pushing for the wedding to be next week and there is nothing that I can do, they’ve tied my hands on this.”

“Oh? Well I think I can help, hijacking a wedding sounds like a fun plan and I have a personal hate for Gorillas, the only question is, is how serious is this blackmail? Like if it were to get exposed what kind of time would you be looking at?” He asked, leaning forwards.

“Ten years or so?”

“What if you spin it and make it look like they are the ones who are behind it and you are just being forced.” He asked.

“Probably just a year or so, I’d be out in six months for good behavior, but how are you going to do that?” He asked.

“I’ll probably end up doing some time myself, but you probably have a mole, someone linked to whatever it is, I can have a friend look into things if you have any suspects.” He told him.

“I have some suspects in mind, I’ll get you their names later.” He told him.

“Good, I guess I need information on the Groom and his family and Thomas. I’d like to meet him and I need to know how he would feel to wear prosthetics and makeup if need be.” He said a plan forming in the back of his mind.

“He’d do anything for me, we’ll have to meet somewhere else though.” Becca told him excitedly.

“Why don’t you go set that up now while I talk business with Monroe.” Her father suggested.

“Yes! I’ll do that right now.” She said happily bouncing up and walking out, the bodyguard followed her.

“Thanks for doing this. I can’t deny her happiness. Thomas is one of our members but he fell hard for her and she fell just as hard for him. He came and asked me all proper and respectful even before he asked her out, so I got to give him credit. He’s loyal to her, even when another Omega went into heat in front of him, he covered up and helped her rather than attacked her like most Alpha’s would have.”

“Mmmn reminds me of Ry…” He said thinking about him.

“Ry?”

“Ryan, he’s the Alpha I’m seeing.” His face went red hearing himself say it outloud. “Anyway, anyway, tell me about this group.” he said, waving his hands in frustration.

“Group leader is Ivan Maxwell he’s a Gorilla an-”

“Wait Ivan Maxwell? Does he have a son named Tyler?”

“No I think that’s his younger brother’s name, he works for the government which is how they are getting away with so much, why?”

“I have some bad history with him, he thinks I’m his fated mate, I guess this bull shit runs in the family.” He said fully annoyed and now biting on his thumbnail.

“Well then, this will work all the better then.” He said.

They then went into more detail and talked about what was going on and then Becca came back in to tell him that they could meet tomorrow, they were also going to have to get him a real suit if he was going to become a member of the wedding. Monroe thought of the last time he had to wear a real suit and the fact that he looked exactly like a member of the Mafia. He and Becca had spent some time together talking about their significant others. He showed her the few secretly taken pictures of Ryan, and the one picture he had made him take of the two of them together. Becca had thought it was adorable how he pouted in the photo but she could tell that he honestly liked him, which was weird for her since she was used to him flirting with larger Alphas.