Chapter 69
Larrissa pov
Presently.
I blinked at the sight of my worst enemy seated cozy with Logan, his mother and Elder Jakob, her father.
I wasn’t sure what to do. It was as if I was frozen in time.
Finally able to move my hands, I pinched myself in case I was dreaming but I was definitely awake.
What on earth was Alvina doing here?
I asked but it seemed the words hadn’t come out of my mouth and instead was lost in my throat.
I glanced over at Logan who was staring at me, a look of horror on his face and then at Alvina who still had her fake smile on her face that threatened to cut her face in half if she smiled any harder.
I took a look at Logan’s mother and there was a triumphant look on her face that told me she had either planned this to make me miserable or that she hadn’t planned it but was happy that the outcome had traumatized me.
Slowly, I backed away from the dining room. As soon as I got to the door, I turned around and ran to my room, locked the door and fell to the floor. My eyes began to water uncontrollably no matter how much I tried to hold it off.
I was so hurt that I was physically sick from it.
My stomach twisted in pain and I felt my throat contract as if I was about to throw up.
Quickly, I stood up from where I sat and ran quickly to the bathroom and threw up the breakfast I had earlier.
I was crying and was throwing up at the same time. I had never been so hurt in my life.
How could he?
How could Logan bring that vernim back here even after everything she’d done to him?
Was he really that in love with her that he could forgive treason?
I pondered as I emptied my stomach on the toilet bowl.
I stood up from the ground and went to the vanity to wash my face.
My face was a mess, I noticed as I looked up at the mirror.
I looked like that little girl that used to be so scared of Alvina and Logan’s parents. I hated it, I hated that weak girl that had taken every beating, every insult and every lie thrown at her. That wasn’t who I am anymore but why did I feel like that again?
Why did seeing Alvina again trigger those memories?
A loud knock came at the door and I yelled from where I stood for whoever was at the door to go away. I knew it was Logan and I was not interested in anything he had to say.
The knock came again but this time followed by Logan’s voice.
“Please Open up. I owe you an explanation.”
“Leave me the fuck alone Logan. I don’t care about you or anything you have to say. Leave me alone!” My voice came out loud but thankfully, I still had control over it.
“Please, just open up. I’m sorry. Larissa”
“I don’t care, please. The only reason I’m here is because of your father , you don’t have to explain anything to me,” I lied.
Deep down, I wanted an explanation, I wanted Logan to tell me that Alvina was here because they wanted to execute her but the smile on her face earlier had told me otherwise.
Alvina was here because Logan permitted it.
“We both know that isn’t true,” Logan whispered, his voice breaking.
“I know you hate me and I deserve your hatred, Larrissa but never doubt my love for you.” Logan said.
I heard his footsteps retreating and I sank to the floor, letting myself wallow in self pity.
No, Logan. You don’t love me, you never did. If you did, you wouldn’t have chosen Alvina twice…
It was dark and I was sure everyone in the house was asleep before I ventured out of my room.
I was done crying like a child. Logan didn’t deserve my tears. I was a fool for believing that he ever loved me.
I was only just a passing toy to use, even today, I was still being used by him.
As I trudged down the familiar hallway of the pack mansion, I couldn’t help but to remember all of the bad times I had here.
It was almost as if I was watching a TV show about it
Every part of the pack house held a memory, none of them which were happy ones.
I came out of the pack house and jumped when a guard spoke from the darkness.
I had not even noticed him because of how engrossed I was in my own thoughts.
“Where are you going to miss?” He asked.
“Just outside to get some fresh air,” I said.
“Apologies miss Larissa but Alpha Logan instructions were to not let you out of our sight or out of the pack house.”
I frowned, pissed by his statement. I was about to say something to him when I realized he was only doing his job.
Angrily, I marched inside about to wake Logan from his sleep and give him a piece of my mind when I saw Alvina coming out of his room.
I froze on the spot as she walked toward me, a cynical smile on her face.
“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the used up, and washed up slave. What are you doing here? Come to beg for Logan’s love?” She asked in a catty tone.
Not wanting to get into any altercation with her, I turned around immediately, hurt by the fact that Logan had slept with her barely an hour after her arrival.
I wasn’t sure whether to be sad an or angry or devastated about it all.
I knew he still loved her but seeing her coming out of his room was more painful than I’d thought it to be.
“Running away? And here I thought you’d have changed. Guess all of that status didn’t do you much good. You are still the same scared little pathetic girl that used to run away from me and could never stand up for herself.”
Alvina's voice echoed deep in my psyche and I didn’t even realize when I turned around and punched her across the face till she was on the other side of the hallway screaming.
“I am not that scared little girl anymore and I’m definitely not scared of you!” I barked, my voice echoing around the house.