You Rejected Me Alpha, Remember?

Chapter 081

  Chapter 081
 
 
 
   Logan's point of view
 
 
 
   I didn't know if I was dead. It seems like it, but the reality around me said otherwise.
 
 
   I was no longer on the floor where the Alpha King left me to die, after he has murdered the love of my life.
 
 
   I failed. I watched him break her neck, an impact that left her dead. She died in front of me, a weakened nearly dead me.
 
 
   I couldn't overwhelm the Alpha King like I planned to, he overwhelmed me instead. He stole my powers like he planned and nearly drained the life out of me.
 
 
   "Leo?" I called out to my wolf because I couldn't feel him, the connection between us was dry and thin. It's almost like he wasn't there.
 
 
   There was no response from him. Was he okay? Am I still a werewolf?
 
 
   My back was relaxed on a soft surface, and my position was still. I tried to move my body, stand up and get a clear survey of my surrounding when pain clocked the vital parts of my body.
 
 
   I groaned loudly, stiffening back to the stagnant posture. All the bones in my body ached, and worked hard against me.
 
 
   If I wasn't dead, then what is this? Who saved me? Because with how I felt back in that dungeon, my spirit should be meters high and above the mortal plane.
 
 
   "Careful, you're still in recovery." A familiar voice pierced the silence, followed by her footsteps as she came into the better view of my sights.
 
 
   Deena?!
 
 
   "Deena," my frail voice muttered in a weak awe. I was shocked, but couldn't express it well. She's been gone for awhile now, never went back home and wasn't around me either.
 
 
   She was just gone.
 
 
   I searched for her psychically and couldn't locate her, it's like she became a ghost. And now all of a sudden, here she is, in care of me.
 
 
   "How-?"
 
 
   "Ssshhh." Her finger tapped on her lips as she shushed at me, she came closer and took the space beside me. She came to the bed, nestled herself super close to her, and had her head placed near my chest. "Finally, you've woken up." She sounded delighted.
 
 
   What did she mean woken up? How long was I out?
 
 
   "I've missed you so much." She moaned as she rubbed herself against me in pure intimacy.
 
 
   "Deena, Deena.." I tried to move away, but my fragile muscles sagged and kept me still. "Deena, what's going on? What do you mean I've finally woken up?" I drew her attention to what matters. I get that she might miss me a lot, hence why she's all handsy and touchy with me.
 
 
   I mean she knows I'm mated and who I'm fated to, she understands how well and why me and her can't be a thing. She knows and accepted it.
 
 
   "Oh don't mind me, or get worked up. I just miss you so much I exaggerated. Though you've been out truly for a whole week, in coma i'd say," she explained.
 
 
   I've been out for a whole week!!!!! Myra! Lucas! What has happened over the week I was out? Where the fuck am I?!
 
 
   "Deena where are we? How am I alive? Why am I so weak and unable to cater any movements?" I stormed with curiosity in pair with confusion.
 
 
   "We're still at the palace, you're alive because of me, and you've woken up doesn't mean you've recovered or healed. You still need a lot of rest and healing sessions." She moved closer than she already is, almost pushing my out of spot even as she raise her head to look at me. "I could have lost you," her eyes glitched with sadness, "But I'm glad I didn't, I mean here you are now. Alive, and very much well." She added, elated.
 
 
   "How were you able to save me?" She could see the confusion etched into my face, yet refuse to play smart and save me the stress of interrogations.
 
 
   "Oh well I never left the palace back then when I left, it's a really long story that you don't need to worry about-"
 
 
   "Tell me all about it. I want to hear it all," I cut into her sentence.
 
 
   She sighed as her gaze trailed off me for a second before she brought it back, "You really wanna know?"
 
 
   "Yes."
 
 
   "Like I said just now, I didn't leave. I'm not just any shifter Logan, I'm an actual shapeshifter. I can become anything I want to be, transform into anybody or animal, so long as it's a living creature. I was able to escape custody by becoming one of the guards, I lived as the guard I became and killed the real one."
 
 
   The calmness in my expression slanted at the heard of murder. She noticed, "I'm not evil or wicked I swear, I just wanted to be with you, I didn't want to leave you alone to this cruel man. An- andd- and I was right, you could have been dead if I wasn't around." She tried to justify her actions.
 
 
   But aside that, I recall to the eerie encounter I had with a shapeshifter. Was that her? Did she try to seduce me by becoming Myra?
 
 
   "Say something," she urged, her eyes teary already.
 
 
   "What else have you done?" I asked, hoping she hasn't done anything unforgivable yet.
 
 
   She's my best friend. I don't want to hate her, it's a bad thing she murdered someone for her safety. I cannot criticize that, because I was willing to murder anyone for Myra's sake. I was ready to take out the Alpha King anyway I can, permanently take him out might I add.
 
 
   "I didn't just kill a guard, I killed few more people here that found out about my secrets. And I couldn't stay under one identify for a long time to avoid suspicions, so I get a new face and kill whoever owns the new face to also avoid problems," she confessed, her eyes watery already.
 
 
   "If you stayed for me, why didn't I know you're around until now?" I asked, why do I feel like she's lying.
 
 
   She's not telling me something, she's not telling me the entire truth. I grew up with Deena, again she's my best friend.
 
 
   If she ever was a shapeshifter, or had a special ability like I do, there's no way in hell I wouldn't have knew about it. There was no one in her family with special perks to their werewolf nature, no one at all. It's either a lie, or still a lie.
 
 
   I can believe she's a shapeshifter, but I can't believe that she's being a shapeshifter since birth.
 
 
   "Also when did you figure out you're a shapeshifter?"
 
 
   She hasn't responded to my last question when I threw another at her.

Author's Note: Happy New Year To You All.