You Rejected Me Alpha, Remember?

Chapter 058

  Chapter 058
 
 
 
 
   Myra's point of view
 
 
 
   Linda and I spent the next few hours discussing over casual conversations, like what her favorite food was or what her choices would be in difficult situations. It was really funny, and sometimes while laughing, we'd nearly sneeze out the cake we're eating through our nose.
 
 
   She told me she'd rather duel a demon than lose her ability to bake delicious cakes, and was that not hilarious? Who wishes to duel a demon to keep such basic attribute? Linda of course.
 
 
   I forgot all about my worries and let myself enjoy the moment that wouldn't last forever, it was liberating.
 
 
   Linda had to excuse herself later on though, told me to call her if I urgently needed anything because she has to go join other maids to start the preparation for tonight's dinner.
 
 
   It's already late afternoon and I still haven't seen my mate, was he also avoiding me? Or perhaps he's gotten the push that it was me who broke into his office, stole a file and made a mess out of his arranged shelves.
 
 
   Logan on the other hand hasn't reached out or tried to disturb. So far, my day has been peaceful and there's this feeling that it won't last long.
 
 
   The new plan was I'd keep Lucas in a hole, a hole where he believes that I'm still in love with him and trusted him. At the same time pulling strange observations from him.
 
 
   When he shows up, I'd ask him about Lucius. Would see the lie he has to say about that?
 
 
   He's a perfect liar, I'd give him that. His words were so believable I was ready to doubt everyone and defend his truths. How ridiculous?!
 
 
   Who would have thought? Those soft words, warm touches, and a lot more were all an act to lure me into a trap. It's so crazy.
 
 
   He told me he was against abuse because he faced it with his father, I remember that was the first secret I thought he shared with me. Didn't know, it was one of many incoming lies.
 
 
   He treated me so well, and I wondered if that's how he was with the others Linda once speak of. I wanted her to tell me about those others, but we discussed over an entirely different subject and it still was worth it.
 
 
   I was alone in my room, and had just finished confiscating the stolen file like I'd promise Salome. I had to tear it down to pieces, soak it in my restroom's closet and flush it down the drain.
 
 
   I walked over to my mirror, sat down in front of it so I could dress my hair. I stared at my reflection, unable to see what people were saw enough to deem me beautiful.
 
 
   The scars I had on my face and body had totally healed up, courtesy of months going by without any harm furthering the scar's hostage.
 
 
   My hair was also long, went three inches below my shoulder. I look so much like my father, but only took my mom's hair and eyes. My visit back to the past has been haunting me a lot with their memories since I've returned.
 
 
   My mother's hair use to be one of the most beautiful physical features she possessed, brown with blonde highlights down each strands. My own hair was exactly like hers, and as I massage and feel my own hair, I feel connected to her more than ever. Like she wasn't gone and was still watching over me, wishing she was here to protect me from all my worries.
 
 
   I wish I got to know my parents better, I wish they weren't taken away from me. Who even sent those wolves?
 
 
   My parents weren't in feud with anybody, we were nothing but a peaceful family who functioned together in the woods. Our life was amazing. It was great.
 
 
   What happened? Who were those wolves? Why did they come for us? Or me, cause my parents died trying to protect me.
 
 
   Who they were was a mystery till today. I just had this theory that it had to do with me, who I am, an omega.
 
 
   I finished styling my hair into a messy ponytail with a lot of lingering strands, the style looks gorgeous and it suits my head.
 
 
   I wanted to go check on my Royal Trainer, she's been scarce lately and I needed to know if she's well and alright. Perhaps we could hold a quick session and call today a day.
 
 
   I'm extremely bored, I could go on and check out the garden, but that's a thing for the night not right now. Come to even think of it, I've never been to that garden since he showed it to me and said it's mine. Albeit, I love gardens, the serenity to such places are ethereal, it's always an exciting feel.
 
 
   As I opened my door to step outside I nearly bumped into a figure that was about to knock on my door. His familiar scent shoved into my senses, and there he was, with his overwhelming presence blocking my path.
 
 
   "Look who just remembered I exist." I curved a sardonic smile and crossed my arms.
 
 
   "Are you pissed at me, Mon Diamant?" His soft voice questioned as he pushed closer to my face, I stepped back before he could make a contact.
 
 
   "Pissed? Heck no, I'm just so pleased with you. Pleased that I'm willing to forget that I went into coma induced by your personal maid, a mere subject of yours you had told me, and let's not forget what I went through in that brief coma. Now imagine waking up, and my own mate wasn't by my side or nowhere to be seen, then I expected you to come by as soon you heard that I have woken up, but I saw no one that looked like you. I was alone and it was as if you didn't give a fuck about me, I even doubted your love for me. What could be wrong? What could hold you so long you couldn't spare some time to check up on me? So yeah, I'm not pissed at you, I'm cool as fuck with you."
 
 
   'Damn babe, you should consider acting. You nail that so well,' Salome praised my outburst.
 
 
   Emotions weren't that hard to execute when my said audience had not lied to me, but betrayed me and weaved me in folds of it, mainly the negative emotions.
 
 
   So it wasn't really that hard to sound hurt, pained, and in agony.
 
 
   His gaze softened as he pulled me into his chest, his large arms instantly cupped my body. Instinct wanted me to push him away and jumped out of his disgusting hold, but I had to keep it real and genuine so I squirmed about in his arm.
 
 
   "I'm really sorry, there was just a lot to deal with. I found out my sister was behind the coma not Lisa, she just used Lisa. She possessed Lisa to strike at you and hurt you, it wasn't Lisa. I can't even find the Lisa, I'm guessing my sister has killed her or done something," he explained to me. My hatred for him deepened at his words.
 
 
   Lies, and more lies!
 
 
   I would have believed you Lucas if I myself hadn't discover the motives to Lisa's attack. Jeez, how didn't I see through his lies sooner.
 
 
   "Oh really? Wow, and you wouldn't believe I had breakfast with her this morning. Jeez, how close are you at getting rid of her? How do you even plan to do it? Maybe I can help?"
 
 
   His arms retracted as he came to cup my cheeks instead, he tipped my jaw to face him as he flashed me a seductive smile.
 
 
   Before I might have fancied that, be fascinated even, but now after I've seen who he truly is, everything about him irks me.
 
 
   "I know you'll understand, you're the best thing to ever happen to me, Mon Diamant," he commended, and I nearly barfed at his perfect pretense of admiration.
 
 
   I smiled back at him, to feign enthusiasm at least. "So how do we get rid of her? I'm no longer comfortable with her around, she needs to go. Do you have any plans? Or what are your plans? I can't tell we can't kill he, she would just resurrect right? So what do we do?" I need to know if he has something planned already for Madeleine, if he has then I can warn Madeleine and tell her I make a good accomplice.
 
 
   "I learnt that she has a deal with death, so all we need to do is cut this particular deal she has. And to cut it, I need to break her connection to the underworld. Now this connection can be in form of anything, and that's what I'm yet to figure out." He rolled his eyes.
 
 
   I grinned in my head. "Don't worry, I think I can help. We'll get rid of her together, I promise."
 
 
   If he can lie, so can I.