Chapter 63
***Larissa***
Presently
I whined in the grasp of a disorienting sleep, as a tingling sensation surged through my body. Gradually, I forced my eyelids apart. Opening them was a struggle as much as moving them. My head, as heavy as my aching eyes, threatened to split apart as every moment sent an overwhelming jolt of pain to my skull. My limbs were leaden and I toiled hard to lift my arms.
In between the haze of consciousness and disarray, it occurred to me that I had been drugged.
My vision was blurry and it seemed as though the walls were pulsating as they contracted and expanded. I squinted my eyes as I glanced round the room, it seemed tilted like it was on the verge of tumbling down. I let out a small cry as I pushed myself upright with every ounce of stability I had left in me. It was in that minute I noticed the hypodermic needle inserted in my arm which confirmed my suspicion– I was drugged. I yanked it out and tossed it to a corner of the room and tried to recollect what had happened the previous day, but my memory was vague.
As my vision steadied, I scrutinised the opulent room I was in. The room was exquisite and the furniture was of great quality and design. I knew my memory was fuzzy but I didn't recall having this kind of spare room or was Jack accountable for this? No it couldn't be. Why would Jack drug me? Did he have sex with me? Or did he know something I didn't?
There were polaroids of me on the Times Square billboard in the room and a wolf artwork. Wolf artwork? I gasped as a rash realisation was triggered; Logan.
He was the one behind all of these.
I tried hard to remember how I got here but the only memories that flickered in my hazy mind was me going to the grocery store. I dragged myself to my feet as I scanned the room for an exit but there was none. The windows had barricades on them, every escape route was blocked. I panicked.
I needed to get away from here, now. Since Logan had brought me her definitely he won't let me go again. He mustn't come in to find me. I rushed to the door and tried the knob but it wouldn't budge. Frustration dominated me as I screamed and pounded the door, wanting to tear it down. How dare he kidnap me? How dare he bring me back against my will?
Every kick I aimed at the door reverberated through the room and that was when I heard the jangling of keys and saw the knob turn slightly. I took a few steps back and poised, ready to attack anyone who dared come in.
The door swung open to unveil an oppressive figure. Without waiting to see who it was, I aimed for their face, but they were faster. They caught my hand in theirs and wrapped those familiar fingers around mine.
“Hello wild tiger, nice to meet you again, He said.
Hurt, anger, regret, respite and fear surged within me as our eyes locked. Tried as I could, my emotions betrayed me as pain obscured my gaze. Memories of the past seven years came flooding back in, leaving me vulnerable. Here I was with my best friend, the father of my children, the one who had betrayed me. As much as I wanted to hate him, I couldn't.
Logan, he didn't say a word. He just watched me with emotionless eyes . Not the way he used to look at me as if I was the most precious thing he had ever seen. Just emotionless and it hurt. I guess.
He had changed too, he was more mature in physique and his hair was longer. I badly wanted to delve my hands in his silky hair but I couldn't. I had to get a grip on myself. I wanted to punish him, to make him experience what I had, to make him pay.
“Let me go,” I ordered.
He shrugged as he pinned me to the wall with his body – so hard my breasts flattened on his chest, so close I could feel his breath on my face. He stared at me strangely, like he had never seen me before. I swallowed as he leaned in closer; our faces only inches apart. My heart throbbed fast as he tilted his head to the side.
Was he nuts or what? Did he think I was going to kiss him just like that after seven whole years? Was he dense?
“Step the fuck away from me,” I yelled in his face but he dismissed me and pinned my hands above my head. I sucked in my breath as he grazed my lips with his.
He groaned and let out a howl that terrified me.
“Mate,” He whispered.
***
Confusion swirled like a storm within me as I listened to Logan speak. I kept my distance away from him. The last thing I needed was his presence but I couldn't push him out, he wanted to stay, to talk. I watched him apologize, with remorse laced in his voice as he recounted Alvina’s treason and admitting that he needed me back in his life.
“You don't need me, Logan. All you want is my help that's why I'm here,” I raged, “You betrayed me. You threatened me, you kidnapped me and now you claim you need me? If Alvina never two timed you, you wouldn't have realised you ‘needed’ me, or if your father wasn't on the verge of death.”
“Larissa, calm down,” He muttered gently.
“Do not tell me what to do, logan. You've lost that right year's ago. I would get mad all I want.”
“Larissa,” He said my name carefully as though it’d burn his tongue if he called it wrongly. “I never meant to hurt you and I'm sorry I kidnapped you but you wouldn't come and I just had to find a way.”
“You drugged me,” I pointed out.
“I didn't drug you per se, dead that I just needed to bring you back.”
I scoffed, “Dead that because it's not you? That's my problem with you. You always feel nothing is important because it's not you.”
“That’s not true,” He whispered.
“Oh yeah?”
“Lissa I don't want to argue with you, please”
“Or what?” I crossed my arms on my chest, “I don't want to listen to you either. All I want is to leave here.”
“Lissa please,” Logan pleaded. “She was my mate. There was no way I could reject her.”
“Of course, she was the beta’s daughter and I was just Larissa the one you were always ashamed to be seen with.”
He sighed deeply.
“I have enough regrets already Lissa, please, don't make this any harder. I came to talk or maybe negotiate. Not to fight” He said.
I sulked as I sat down to listen to all he had to say.
“I'm sorry I hurt you and no I was never ashamed of you. I love you–”
I threw my hands in the air, exasperated from the whole talk, “Go straight to the point. What do you want me to do for you, so I can go back home.”
“This is home Larissa. You've spent year's in the human world but it doesn't make you a part of them. No matter how much you inject yourself, you can never be human.”
I paused. How did he find out I injected myself? Who ratted me out?
He smiled softly, “I know you inject yourself because you couldn't even scent me out as your mate.”
It made sense. In the human world, I always injected myself with wolfsbane to suppress my wolfside from surfacing and it did well to keep my true form in check. In the space of two days since the kidnap, the wolfsbane must have worn out and that was how Logan must’ve scented me out.