You Rejected Me Alpha, Remember?

Chapter 071

  Chapter 071
 
 
 
   Myra's point of view
 
 
 
   His brows squeezed at my sudden retraction.
 
 
   "What's-" the knock on the door banged harder to interrupt whatever he was about to say. He rolled his eyes and at the same time leached out a groan.
 
 
   He was still clothed, and only I appeared scantily covered. My tight trousers were ripped, and the same for my underwear.
 
 
   What was I thinking? I'd nearly given him my virginity. To the same man I knew all too well who he was, or what his plans were for me. Yet I'd gotten fazed by his charms and nearly let him claim me.
 
 
   He rolled off the bed to go attend to whoever was beefing with his door. I took the opportunity to prepare my exit when I heard his voice.
 
 
   "Stay put on that bed, I'm not done with you yet," he had said to me. The heck does he mean by that? I understand what he meant perfectly, but was just repelled by the idea.
 
 
   His words motivated me to jump out of his bed even, the idea of me all over me like he was just now had become forbidden to picture.
 
 
   I won't deny it, something had taken over me for awhile there, for me to have let him touch me, formed a bond with my lips, and nearly marked me as his when I'm not...! There must have been a jinx surely, this wasn't his charm alone. My wolf too, she couldn't even snap me out of it.
 
 
   I could only wonder what would be happening right now if someone hadn't knocked on that door, his finger like he'd attempted would be plunged deep into my entrance. I shuddered at the thought of that.
 
 
   'Nu-uh, I tried to, but like you said, your senses were out of reach. Now get out of here before he comes back and your senses will be more than out of reach this time, who knows, they might decide to abandon you forever,' Salome jabbed at me to defend herself, also in remark to my actions.
 
 
   I did hear her voice during the heat of the moment, but just couldn't make out what she was saying or talking about. She's been closed off at that time, everything was. All I could think about was how good it felt as Lucas's hands probed me whole, the heaven to those feelings. Aish!
 
 
    I went straight into Lucas's closet. Took out the first shirt I could find and threw it on to replace my ragged wears.
 
 
   I expected Lucas to be back on his bed, but to my surprise. He is gone, he's neither at the entrance where I last saw him approached nor in the room itself.
 
 
   "Lucas!" I called out to the silence, he was right at the door before I left for his closet. Where did he disappear to? That he couldn't think to inform me before he went off?
 
 
   "Lucas!!" I had to call again, perhaps he's somewhere around and just not in sight. I kept my head and body on rotation to see if he'd pop out of any corners, but I remain alone in the room still.
 
 
   "Did he just left without informing me?" I couldn't believe it. It was worth my anger. Dude would rate me now, and won't in the next second.
 
 
   Although I should be relieved, there's a big chance I'd be unable to stop whatever he planned to do to me if he was able to chase away the distraction that knocked when he had gotten busy with me.
 
 
   Now I can go have my shower and take a nap in peace.
 
 
   I went to the door, and upon twisting the knob to open up the door stiffened. "Huh?" My tone questioned no one in particular. I tried again, this time handling the knob with more effort, still the door wouldn't bulge and remain closed.
 
 
   "Did this fucker locked me inside?" I gasped at the realization. I scoffed in disbelief with my mouth still widely parted.
 
 
   "Salome do you think we can break down this door? Cause I'd like to teach him a lesson for pulling this ridiculous move? Who am I? His prisoner?"
 
 
   'Feel it. It's a mahogany isn't it? Should be easy enough for us to punch through.'
 
 
   I placed my hand over the door's surface to feel it, indeed it does feels like woods so I stepped back and fisted my hand ready to throw punch.
 
 
   "Uhm Your Highness, His Majesty has not only hexed the door, he also has me outside to keep watch of you inside should you in any case manage to break out of the room. I heard when you've decided to break the door and could not hold back to warn you. He said I should let you know that he has to attend to a matter urgently, and couldn't afford you to leave so he did what he did so you could stay and wait for him."
 
 
   My hand remain hung up in the air as I listened to the words transported outside of the door. Oh so there was a guard there.
 
 
   Also what the fuck???!
 
 
   He locked me inside his room to deal with a what?- an urgent matter?! Not just lock, he fucking hexed the door so I would not be able to break out, and if I could, he also had a guard on lookout to keep me still in his room.
 
 
   Has he always been this crazy or he's just letting me see this parts of him now? I mean he did threatened to burn down my pack and everyone there, it's a crazy threat to pitch, but I just thought he's upset over what was done to me and wanted revenge for my sake.
 
 
   Cause how could sane man locked me in his room, hexed the door, and have a guard outside just to keep me still here.
 
 
   What have I gotten myself into?
 
 
   "Good Goddess. This is not the happy ending I've always wished for or dreamed about. This isn't the ending at all. The twist I got wasn't even wanted, but here we are. Logan is the asshole with my happy ending. How ironic," I lamented to my self as I dragged my feet back to the bed.
 
 
   And just when I longed for the bastard to show up as usual, he has decided to be a no show. Since yesterday now, I've expected the jerk to pop out of nowhere like he usually do, but for some reason he wouldn't.
 
 
   Was it because of our last conversation? The words I said to him wouldn't be the first time I've said such to him, that should neither stop him nor deter him to reach out like he always do.
 
 
   And to think I have no means to reach him.
 
 
   The back of my neck itched me as I pushed my palm up there to scratch whatever nicked at the spot. Soon as my palm made contact with the skin, my body shook and it felt as though a strong current of electricity passed through my system.
 
 
   Wrecked me so much I paused for awhile to see if I was still alive. Then I heard a faint voice.
 
 
   "Myra..!" And the voice doesn't just sounded familiar, but also belongs to Logan.
 
 
   Finally.