You Rejected Me Alpha, Remember?

Chapter 027

Chapter 027

Logan's point of view

Making it here wasn't easy but we thrived. And now I'm in the same room with my soulmate and she's refusing to see the truth.

The mate she's all happy about is a monster and wanted no good for her, how is she not seeing that? That all I desire is the opposite, I actually want only her happiness and for her to be safe.

I'll always regret hurting her, and I'll spend the rest of eternity making it up to her.

Before the maid went out, I altered her mind to make her believe Myra is fine and doesn't need her mate's attention like she had suggested just like I made her believe she couldn't see us and we weren't there.

That has been how we made it safely into this palace, although not everyone is susceptible to my ability, but most were and that's a leverage.

"I don't want to talk to you, Logan, or want you to care about my safety, no. What I want from you is to leave me alone, if you care about me like you claimed then you'll stay the fuck away from me, I just don't want you around me," she cried out, not in literal tears but in latent frustration

"That's not possible, I wouldn't even if I can. I-" I paused to let out a sigh. I didn't expect this to be simple, but it's so much harder than I expected.

She's so hard to reach and get through, and the worst part of it all is she cannot be blamed. This is not her fault but mine's.

"Logan is not lying or trying to take away your happiness," Deena said, joining in on the conversation when she realized I'm out of words.

They were never friends, but perhaps she could help.

"Did you know this mate of yours murdered his aunt?" She stepped off the spot she had stayed rooted on since we came in, approaching Myra with caution as if trying to get her to feel comfortable with her approach.

"Why? Well because Logan went to her some weeks ago to try and find out the reason why he's bothered about the Alpha King being a danger to your safety. Logan and I went to her for help, and when she got close to the truth your mate swirls in and took her out. I know you have every reason to believe we're the liars here and trying to take away your happiness, but what will become of you when you find out too late that we're right and could have saved you after all?"

Deena seemed to be making a point because Myra's guarded expression has softened. She was actually listening to Deena.

'Keep going, Deena. You're doing great,' I told Deena through a mind-link.

"I should assume you believe that we want you back with us to torture you and torment you for getting away. But we've learnt our lessons, such will never happen again. Infact you don't have to come back home with us, you can just leave and go start a new life in the human world. I promise we won't come after you and you'll safe from the Alpha King's clutches. The human world is a wide place, chances are he'll spend the rest of his life looking for you but would never find you. The point is, we just wanna save you not do the opposite or take away your temporary happiness."

Deena came to an end of her oration and Myra only responded with a nod, her lips pressed together as she looked up at the both of us with a smiley expression.

"Thank you both so much for giving a fuck about me after all these years. Gosh I mean finally," she mouthed, her tone coasted with sarcasm. "I'm grateful guys, I'm really grateful. But I'd like for the both of you to be on your way now. I'm done being nice, both of you should get out!" Her head gestured at the exit, her gaze turned stern and stance took a defensive pose.

I signed because there was only one option left for me to do. I never entertained or engaged the thought until right now.

I'm not leaving her here with that psycho to do whatever he plans to do with her, no just no. She might hate me for this, but I'd rather live with her hatred than the guilt and regret that'd cage me if I couldn't save her.

I looked her in the eyes and connected with her mind, "I'm sorry for doing this, but you're going to forget right now that you're mated to the Alpha King, you're going to come with us and not make a fuss over it. All you need to know is that this is for your own good, I'm really sorry I have to do this," I recited the orders I wanted for her mind to follow.

Shockingly she remain glued to her spot with her glare growing intense and not in the least affected.

"I'm sorry but what was that?" She questioned, "Wait you're the witch and not her." Her index lifted to sway from Deena to me. "Were you about to hex me just now? Just like you hexed Linda when she came in right? Oh My Goodness I just remembered you telling me you're a psychic, you wanted to enslave my mind right?" Her brows perked with interest, "And it didn't work," she stated out with a mocking smile.

"You see, that should prove just how desperate I am to save you and how right I am about the Alpha King."

"Oh you fucking son of a bitch!" She clapped back in a ticked off voice, "I think it's safe to just believe that you're mentally not alright because are you not aware of the things you do or done or about to do?" Her gaze on me squinted.

"You abused me for most of my life, then rejected me when we found out we were mates, and all was going well until you saw my second chance mate and decided you wouldn't survive me being happy without destroying it so you came up with your ridiculous notions and accusations that my mate is a danger to me. The man that has done nothing but protects me, love me, and care for me for Who I Am, yes he doesn't care that I am an omega, he loves me regardless. So you're telling me now that that same man is dangerous to my life? And that you, you who marked me without my consent and knowledge, you who just tried to enslave my mind because I wouldn't fall for your lies is the one good for me? Huh?..." she trailed off into a laughter that further proves her irony right.

Did she just say I marked her?

"Wait wait wait, what do you mean I marked you without your consent or knowledge? Where'd you get that kind of information?" I had to attack the only part of her statement that doesn't make any sense.

I don't recall marking her, I don't recall doing such at all.

She stared at me, as if studying the confusion on my face. She scoffed, "If you're indeed truthful then why don't you explain this." She brought down the clothing that covered the side of her neck and a mark indeed came into sight.

Wait!

I've seen this mark before. Wait this is my birthmark!

"Myra," I called in a paled tone. Explaining wouldn't do much good so I opted to just show her instead.

I dragged a space to my neck, right where the mark was and leaned forward for hee to see. "That's my birthmark. How is my birthmark your mark?"