AN:: sorry i haven't been on lately guys! graduation made me REALLY busy for some reason. my apologies, so please enjoy this next chapter! <3 -Michelleeeeeeeeee xoxo
I spotted Logan at the head of the table as I walked into the kitchen. Even though I was pissed at him, I couldn’t help but think dirty thoughts whenever I saw him. I knew we still had to tell everyone I was expecting, but I also knew I didn’t have to say anything to him during that. Hopefully he’d get the message.
I sat next to him, but only gave him curt answers when necessary. I mostly just spoke to Abby, an old friend, since Gianna and Luke were obviously still…otherwise occupied. If you know what I mean.
I was okay with the two of them; I didn’t want another Luke-running-away problem. But that didn’t mean I wanted to know what they did between the sheets.
Logan mind-linked me in the middle of dinner. ‘What’s wrong?’
‘I’m fine.’ I responded coldly.
I don’t know why I was being so stubborn, but this topic was really pressing into my nerves harshly. I was mad. More mad than I’d ever been. I don’t know what had me going, but it did.
I saw Logan give me a concerned look out of the corner of my eye but ignored it. He didn’t look at me the rest of dinner, most likely getting the message. He wouldn’t dare show any care for me in front of this many people anyway- he had to show his strong, intimidating Alpha physique. I understood that. I was just mad.
At the end of dinner, Logan stood up from his chair and said, “Everyone, Annabelle and I have some news.”
The people looked at him expectantly, some nervously.
“Annabelle will be,” he smiled a bit suddenly, “having a baby.”
Gasps and cheers filled the large kitchen. I smiled as people hugged me and gave me their congratulations. I thanked them and was soon trapped in my mother’s arms.
“Oh honey,” she cried, “I’m so happy for you!”
Later that evening, I had gone upstairs and into the bathroom to take a shower. I heard someone step in and was, for some reason, alarmed.
“It’s just me,” a deep whisper said seductively.
I thought it was Logan, so I wasn’t surprised. I turned around and gasped. I nearly fainted, actually. It wasn’t Logan. No, it was Thomas.
The first thought was, I thought he’d gone missing. Why was he here, back at the pack house, and especially, in my shower?
Thomas grinned. “I knew it’d be as good as I thought.”
I started backing up when he took a step closer, then another. What was wrong with him? He seems…sinister. Too giddy for my liking.
“Don’t worry, baby,” he soothed. “Nothing’s changed. I’m still that guy you fell in love with from before.”
“I-I didn’t-”
His face instantly darkened. “Don’t even say that. Don’t deny it. You love me, and I love you. You know it’s meant to be.”
I shook my head, too scared to speak again. The words would’ve died in my throat anyway.
Thomas cornered me and smiled softly. “I won’t hurt you like he did. Youwon’t ever be mad at me like you are at him. I’ll take care of you.”
“How did you-”
Before I could finish, he put his lips on mine, hard.
I tried to escape his grasp, but he put both arms around me and held me flush against him. His tongue was forcing its way down my throat and there was nothing I could do to stop him. He overpowered me by a long run.
I wanted to yell and scream but nothing would happen anyway. Logan was busy with pack duties and the entire top floor belonged to us. No one would hear me. I was hopeless.
Then I realized something- how could I have been so stupid? I mind-linked Logan as fast as I could with a quick, ‘HELP!’
Suddenly Thomas was slammed against the wall, but more importantly, off of me.
I thanked God for Logan’s incredible speed- it’d been less than a few mere seconds.
I watched Logan beat the crap out of Thomas with tears forming in my eyes. What was wrong with me? Why did I cause so much trouble? Why did it feel like everything was falling apart?
I had wrapped a towel around my bare body quickly.
The door opened again. “What’s going on in here?” Logan’s father’s voice thundered. Logan looked up at him in shock, and unfortunately, let go of Thomas unknowingly.
Thomas took advantage of it. He hopped up, grabbed a towel, and jumped out the window. I stared at it with wide eyes for the longest time, thinking only one thing.
What on earth just happened?
Logan swore and slammed his fist into the wall, causing a small hole. As much as I wanted to comfort him, I couldn’t. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t talk- I was frozen. I was in a stunned silence. Shock had overtaken me long ago.
“He tried to fucking rape her!” Logan yelled.
“Son,” his father started cautiously. “Calm down. We’ll find him. We’ll put out some search parties and make sure border patrol knows too. We’ll kill him, don’t you doubt it.”
Logan nodded, now looking extremely stressed. “Okay,” he finally said, “Thanks Dad.”
His dad nodded before giving me a worried smile and exiting.
I was still frozen in place, but it seemed like Logan had a hard time dealing with this as well. He finally approached me but I could tell it hurt him to just look at me. His eyes were on the ground.
“Annabelle, I’m so sorry,” he whispered. He eventually looked up with dark, sorrowful, bloodshot eyes.
I wanted to move, to comfort him, to tell him it was okay, but I just couldn’t move. Logan must have noticed. He slowly put his arms around me, carefully, as if I was a fragile piece of old china. He picked me up and carried me to our king sized bed, where he laid me on my side and put the comforter over me. He kissed my forehead and whispered, “I’m so sorry. I love you so much. Please don’t leave me.” He kissed my lips softy and shortly before turning the lights off and leaving.
I wanted to sleep, but I couldn’t. I was so stupefied and confused. I was mad at Logan still, for some reason, but that was overruled by the worriedness I felt towards Thomas. He used to be one of my best friends and he had just tried to rape me… he said he loved me… why was this all happening?
