You Rejected Me Alpha, Remember?

Chapter 015

Chapter 015

Logan's point of view

I was able to console Deena for the next three hours before she went away on the note that she needed to gather her thoughts alone. And once again, I was back in the confined solitude of my office as I devise multiple ideas on how to go about this Alpha King.

I know damn well I can't go up against him directly without getting mutilated in a blink. He's indeed that strong and powerful.

However, I have an edge, and that will be my psychic ability. I just need to train the ability into a good use and I might be able to take on the Alpha King.

There was no one here in the pack with the knowledge on how to develop my ability into a weapon, I could tell my father and he could help out. However, the moment he learnt the reason why I wish to hone the skill, he'd spiral.

In few hours I'm expected to address the whole pack about moving on, announce my beta; who is going to be no other person than Deena. Also tell them about their late Luna's funeral will be tonight under the crescent moon when the goddess peaks reminds us she's over there, watching over us.

I haven't been able to curate the perfect words I'd share with them. This was all too messed up, I can't assure them safety when the Alpha King's threat lingers around my ears, neither can I assure them a step forward with my plan to go save my mate in motion.

A knock on my door jerked me out of my thoughts, the door was unlocked so I mouthed a "Come in" while remaining seated.

My father stepped inside a second later, and from where I sat with my face bent low, I could scent his growing fury as he approached me.

I looked up to meet his implacable gaze, gunning straight for my soul.

"What is it I heard from Deena that you're about to do?" His brows shot up in a frown, "To pick a fight with the Alpha King or what exactly? Indulge me please, I'm curious?" He added, halting as he crossed his arms over his chest while he stared at me in anticipation.

There's no way I can tell him about my plan, he already worked himself up over the idea of picking a fight, worse could surfaced if he learnt of my dangerous approach at bringing Myra back here.

And yes! I have an idea, I finally have a solid idea on how I'm going to go with this. It's a suicide plan.

"You heard wrong, father. I'm not picking any fights, but I am getting ready for one. You should recall back to this morning, right inside this very room when the Alpha King grizzled his threat." I studied his expression to see the anger etched on his face had dissipated into something more profound as he listened and mulled over my words.

"Now we know who he is, and what his plans for this pack is. So if we don't work now to stand a chance against him in future when he comes to pass out his threat, we might as well dump ourselves in a lake of silver for a faster and natural perishing." I told him, my brows matching the sarcasm coating my last sentence.

"Spare me the riddles, what exactly is or are your plans to against him? He could end our lives in the fastest blink, all I still hear from your words are suicide plans."

I nearly groaned, but managed an eye roll instead. "Mom's ability came to me, not Dahlia." Dahlia, that was my sister's name. Perhaps with what I just said, he'd get hunch that I'm not all about suicide.

Actually I just want him off my back, he's done enough damage in my life already.

"To get my plans running or effective, I'd need you back in this office running the pack till I get back. I'm gonna go visit Aunt Maureen, me and Deena, and it's going to be a long trip."

While I want him mopping over his late wife or my mother, I prefer him stressing over the back instead. Aunt Maureen was my mom's sister, she knew everything about the psychic lineage as she had expected herself to inherit the ability, but my mom got it instead.

My mother however never practiced the use of it, she found it elusive and hard-wired. Hence, the reason she never tapped into it.

I've witnessed her in the past searched for ways on how to transfer the ability to her sister, but it wasn't impossible.

"This your sudden decision or plan or whatever you call it to save this pack from crumbling...." I matched his gaze once more, his words sinking in. "Does it in anyway involve that omega? You're not planning to have her back are you?" He stared at me in assessment, as if he expected a vague answer from me to read through.

"You still speak of her as if she's behind all this?" I questioned in return, would this pack ever realized how huge of an impact we had on the shit rounding us up? Would they?!

"I still speak? What's that suppose to mean? If she isn't then who is? If it wasn't for her cursed lineage, your mother wouldn't be dead, neither would your future mother in law." The revelation slammed into my face.

"Future," I toned out low while his words played a litany in my head.

"Where you planning to marry me and Deena?" My lips parted, and remained spacey at the silent look I got from him that basically answered my question.

"Did you ever stop to think that maybe if you had approach this differently then, that maybe you might have gotten a different outcome? Huh?" I couldn't sit down, for the first time in years, anger boiled through every bones and muscles in my body as I took slow steps towards my father.

He didn't just had a hand in my anger, he was the brimming source, he forged it!

"You betrayed your friend because fate fucked him up and granted him a forbidden child? You worked his family banishment and ruined his life for your personal convenience." I had come to stand in front of him, leveling him the most furious glares I could muster.

"And then a second chance popped up, a chance for redemption. Many would have appreciated and make the most out of it, but my malice driven father could not care less, he infected me with his disease. Dad you allow me maltreat and abuse my mate, someone I'm suppose to protect and care for." My head tilted as my eyes shut close for a split second, it was a move to control my anger while I dissolve the urge to strangle him.

He was my father, but he ruined my life just like he'd ruin many's before mine.

I'm just so glad he remain silence, because engaging my outburst at him might result in a brawl I most definitely do not want.

"What if when she came back here battered and begging for protection, that was exactly what we offered her and not the atrocities we showered her with. Did you know if we had loved her as one of us, I wouldn't have rejected her and she wouldn't be mated to the man that threatens to destroy everything we hold dear. Have you ever stopped to think about that?"

I gawked intensely, desperately wishing regret would glint beneath his steel gaze but nothing. What did I expect from someone who had initiated the judgement to murder my innocent mate.

He just stood there mute, watching me rant like a kid to his journal.

"From now on you have no say in my life and my decisions, I've tolerated it enough and it hasn't up my life in the slightest bit. Heck it did the opposite, I lost my mother and my soulmate, and you're to blame for it." I spat bitterly at his face, casting him one last glance before I walked out of his presence, leaving him to sulk and go over all I've said to him.

I blamed him in the fit of my anger. He wasn't entirely to blame, everyone was wrong including myself. I allowed him control my life when I shouldn't have, and that was my fault and what I deserved to be punished for.

I jerked out of his hold too late, I shouldn't have rejected Myra what was I thinking? Now I'm at crossroads I don't think it potentially ends with her, but I'm hopeful.

I'm going to bury my mother tonight, brief the pack on my little journey away with my beta; Deena, and assure them all is going to be well since my father will still be around, then I'll visit my aunt, fortifying myself and go for my girl.

That's my ultimate plan and nothing is going to stop me.