Healed by the Alpha (Hunted Book Two)

Chapter Forty Four

Logan

"I can explain everything." I blurted out in a hurry. Whitt was looking at me unmoved, "it's going to take a lot of explaining Logan. What book are you talking about? And who exactly is Yarah?" I rubbed the back of my head and sat on the end of my bed sighing. "Yarah is a witch." Her eyebrows raised in surprise but it was quickly replaced with accusation. "A witch? So one witch isn't good enough for you anymore? How long have you been seeing her Logan?"

My head snapped to her in shock, She'd got this whole thing wrong. "How long have I been seeing her? This is exactly why I said I can explain, so that you don't put your own ideas in your head." She was tapping her foot on the wood floor, impatience downing her. "You haven't denied it." She said flatly. "Because there's nothing to deny!" I shouted back. I was frustrated, but I was more frustrated with myself. Why did I always go off by myself? Every single time I knew that I'd end up having to explain eventually anyway.

"Yarah is a witch, she's part of the coven that took my mother." I laughed to myself, "well they hardly took her, my mother and father have known these witches for years apparently." The anger on her face was subsiding and being replaced by bewilderment. "Your parents knew witches? I thought your parents hated witches? No witch can come onto your pack grounds without consequence, so how does a whole coven hide here?" I could hear the disbelief making its way back into her voice.

"They aren't technically on the pack grounds Whitt, they live out in the forest. They call themselves Nordic witches." She opened her mouth to say something and then closed it, instead she gathered her clothes that were laying around on the floor and went to leave. "Whitt please, I know it sounds crazy. I promise you I'm not lying."

She spun around to face me, tears lining the bottom of her eyes, "I'm not angry at you because I think you're lying to me Logan. I'm angry because you didn't tell me. Because there are witches that live nearby peacefully and yet I have to fight my own instincts every single day I'm here, all to be with my mate. My mate who keeps secrets and takes midnight outings to meet strangers."

She was making this sound a lot worse than it was, I wanted to keep the worst part from her, but I didn't think I could. "They are after you. They are the ones that were after you Whitt." The words fell from my mouth before I could even think about them. She stopped as she was reaching for my door handle. "The dark witches? You're telling me that you are having private meetings with the witches that want to kill me?" Her voice was rising.

"It's not like that! My parents have apparently known them for years, my mother was there trying to get me to talk to them and as soon as your name was mentioned I didn't want anything to do with it." Whitt waved the crumpled up paper in my face, "if you were so willing not to have anything to do with it, what's with this letter!" She went to leave again and I grabbed her hand, "please... please just hear me out. It's crazy and I don't fully understand it myself yet, but I think my parents are getting intel undercover."

"Undercover?" She questioned. Great! Now she was willing to listen! "My father had a journal that he would write everything in, I found letters in there between him and one of the dark witches. I also found a note in there written for me along with my mother's hair pin." She put her hand on her heart and gasped. I continued, "they asked to meet and said that if I was to take anyone with me, they'd do whatever they needed to do with her. She was part of it this whole time and I didn't know, so of course I went to get her back."

I moved back to the bed and put my head in my hands, "my mother had been there willingly all along and she tried to convince me to listen to them. But everything they said sounded like nonsense." Whitt walked over to the bed and sat next to me, she looked her arm around my back and cuddled into me. "What did they say?" I barked a laugh, "they have this huge beam of moonlight and they said they want to destroy this 'evil force' that will destroy everything... apparently."

Whitt looked just as worried as I was. "And what about this book?" She asked me cautiously. "The book is about the celestial gods and their history. It just says a lot about the moon goddess and the sun god. Apparently the one thing history forgot to mention was how important the sun god seemed to be to this whole thing. That's what I was going to ask Yarah about." I lifted my face to meet hers, "I thought that if I asked them about it I could get more answers and prove to them that they could trust me. I don't know what they are doing but I need to stop it."

My hands moved as Whitt enveloped me into a hug, "is there anything I can do?" I shook my head. "They want you, they know you as Jessie Elio and they keep saying that they want you to help destroy the dark force. I don't trust them Whitt and I don't want you anywhere near them just in case. They were after you months ago, I don't trust them one bit."

A small sniffling noise started to make it way out of her nose, it then turned into full-blown laughter. I sat back wondering what was up with her, before I got to ask she wiped away the tears from her eyes and started to speak. "So it's okay for you to put your life on the line for the pack, but your future Luna can't do the same? You're going to try to go up against a whole coven of witches, but your girlfriend -who is a witch- can't help?"

I groaned and put my head in my hands again, " I just want to keep you safe. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me. I don't want you getting hurt. It would destroy me." She took my face in her hands and rubbed her nose against mine, it was so comforting to have her this close. "If you need me to stay behind I will, but I want to help you move forward. You don't have to take all of this on by yourself, you'll run yourself into the ground Logan. That's what I'm here for, to take away some of that pressure."

I lifted my nose and placed my lips on hers, she was incredible. It would be nice not to have to deal with everything alone, I just wasn't used to having the extra help there. Before now I'd done everything by myself and that's all I'd known. It was a relief to have her understand and want to be there. Now all we had to do was come up with a plan. "I need to go to the Rising Dawn pack for a while to look after things there anyway. So I won't be in any kind of danger, even if I help." She was right. She wouldn't even be anywhere near the pack. "Okay." I agreed, "we'll do this together."