Chapter 21

DAISY.

Hysterically, I sat up, clutching the duvet over my chest, staring horribly at the gruesome fight.

Logan was delivering heavy punches to Henry and he could barely fight back. He was crashing into a lot of things that I feared he might break a bone.

“Look at me, asshole!* Logan seethed, grabbing him from the floor by his shirt. “What the fuck do you think you were doing?”

“She came to me, man. Your plaything whored her way into my arms. I only did what any guy would do,“

“She's here on your invite, jerk. You wanted this. You staged this!“ Logan barked, punching his face

I gasped at the large spill of blood from Henry's mouth. The guy was bleeding profusely. If only Logan had a thread of concern for him.

“And she came, dammit! I didn't drag her down here. She came on her own will.“

“I don't care if she came here on her own will. She belongs to me. Her pussy is mine. You had no right to touch her. No bloody rights to stick your filthy fingers into my pussy!“

“This one time, can't we share? It's bloody obvious that she's just for sex.“

“Never!“ Logan yelled, punching him again. “I'm never sharing anything with you. Not her, not any one of my flings. You get your own pussy and stay away from mine!“

“You're a selfish bastard!“ Henry spat into his face.

“And you're a goner!“ Logan smashed his head into the wall. I shrieked at the hard impact but quickly muffled my shrieks as he shot me a glare.

“She's daft and gullible. Why would you wanna be fucking her pussy?“

“None of your fucking business!“

“But I swear it, I only had my fingers inside of her. I didn't even get to kiss her,“

“Doesn't change the fact that you're an asshole!“ Logan punched him again and again. He let go of him and kicked him to the door. “Get the fuck out of here,“

Henry staggered to his feet, had a long stare down with Logan then disappeared.

Logan slammed the door shut with so much force that it shook in its hinges.

“Your friend's birthday, huh? You got so damn good at lying,“ Logan seethed, taking slow, menacing steps towards me.

“I'm sorry, Master. I didn't know…“

“What? That this was his party?“ He snorted, standing a few steps away from the bed. His hands were balled in an angry fist and they made my heart race.

Tears flooded down my cheeks and I was choking on them.

“I knew this was his party. I just didn't know…“

“What? That he was gonna spike your drink and bring you up here?“

“Spike…my…drink?“ I repeated confusedly. What does that mean?

“He sprinkled alcohol in your drinks, stupid.“

No wonder I felt so drowsy!

“You didn't know?“

I shook my head.

“How bloody convenient. So what, is that supposed to make me feel better? Does that justify the fact that you lied to me?!“

“I'm sorry –“

“Why the hell did you lie? It's the first time and I don't see why. Except, you wanted this.“

“What?“

“Yeah. That should explain it. You wanted him. That's why you lied. That's why you came here and sent your friend away. That's why you got so cozy with him that he could talk you into drinking six glasses of bullshit!“

“No–“ My words choked on my tears again. But deep down, I was saying a hundred words at once.

I lied because he wouldn't let me out. He wanted to tease his dick around my pussy. Then we hit the shower together. I had to excuse myself the only way I knew how.

And dear Goddess, I had no idea Henry had ulterior motives. If I did, I would have just listened to Suzy. And where the hell was she? Why does he think I sent her away?

“Yes. Fucking yes, Omega. You wanted him.“ he said coldly, his eyes a blazing red.

“I don't –“

“Your actions say otherwise. You're at his party. His room. His bed. You just had his fingers inside of you,“

“He forced his way–“

“Because you came to him!“ He yelled, and I almost jerked from the bed. “If you'd stayed with me instead, none of this would have happened. We wouldn't be having this conversation,“

“I'm sorry–“

“All I wanted was to ease my erection around your pussy. And have a hot shower together. Was that too much to ask?“

“I'm sorry–“ those were the only words I could say, and it dripped regrets. My regrets for ever stepping my foot into this building.

“You knew I hated Henry, yet you came to his party. You bloody traitor,“

“I'm sorry–“

“For what exactly, Omega?“ His jaw twitched with such gruesome rage. I was terrified of what he might do to me. ”Which one of your million wrongs are you sorry for?“

“I didn't mean for any of these to happen. I shouldn't have lied to you. It just never crossed my mind that Henry would do something like this,“

“You know, I just realized something. Maybe this wasn't just a day plot. Maybe you two have been having some moments all this time,“

“No!“

“Yes. That should explain why you won't let me fuck you with my dick. You claim you wanna keep it for some lousy mate, but all this time, it was Henry?”

“No. Please, you have to believe me,“

“And why should I? You already proved how much of a god-damned liar you are!“ He finalized with a resounding slap to my face. I fell flat on the bed, crying out in pain.

“Please–“ But this situation wasn't fair at all. I'm the real victim in this whole mess. I'm the sex slave whom he uses just for his pleasure. I'm the one dying in silence because I fell in love with a guy way out of my league.

But here I was, treated like some villain.

My eyes shone in terror as he adjusted my body on the bed, pulling my hands up and cuffing them in a handcuff on the headboard.

“Master, please…“

“I'm done waiting. I want your pussy and I'm having it. With or without your consent!“ He said glacially.

His next action showed how damned serious he was.

He opened up the nightstand there and grabbed a condom.

“No, please!“ I cried, but he silenced me with another resounding slap. My eyes shut at the hard impact.

His lips crashed on mine and there was nothing gentle about it. It was rough, demanding, furious. He gave me hard bites on my lower lips and I moaned from the pain.

That was all I was getting from him tonight. Sheer pain. From the kisses to when he teased my nipples. To the hard bites and pinches he gave my erect nipples. And when he thrusted his fingers inside me, he had all three and he was thrusting them in and out at once.

But the foreplay was short-lived. 'cause he tore open the condom and put it on. With my hands locked, all I did was writhe and squirm. He steadied my hips and guided his huge dick into my pussy.

I cried as it forcefully went in but got pulled out immediately. Logan had been hurled away from my body.

I flashed my wet eyes open and he was in a heated argument with Charles. Where did he come from?

”You sure you wanna butt your nosey ass in again? We already talked about this!“ Logan said venomously, towering towards him.

“You're so…“ Charles clenched his teeth in exasperation. “Damn, I don't know the right words to describe you with. How could you make her beg like that?“

“You eavesdropped?“

“I had to. And I couldn't believe your guts, man. How are you so wicked?! Every apology she gave to you was what you owed her. You're the one who should be apologizing,“

“Why would I do something that low?“ Logan retorted. “Ever heard of a master apologizing to his servant?”

“But you owe her that. Fuck, look at her. You got her handcuffed. You treat her as just an ease to your stupid dick. You put her in harm's way with Victoria. What's wrong with you?“

Logan turned to me with a scoff and a dry smile. “Perhaps, do you pleasure him too, just like you do to Henry?“

“Geez, no…“ I cried out. I also had no clue why Charles had grown so defensive of me. I wouldn't say he was attracted to me because he never glances my way if we happen to be alone in the mansion. He only butts in when I'm having it hard with Logan.

“Fuck you, man!“ Charles flared, grabbing his shirt. Logan grabbed his in return and they were smashing each other's back into the wall.

“Tell me the truth. Why do you keep defending this piece of shit?“ Logan demanded.

“Because I saw something!“ Charles yelled out. They both froze and Charles continued in a whisper, although I could hear him. “I'm not so sure man, but I think I saw something.“

“That's not possible, dude. We're not in the pack. There are no chances that your powers would be working out here,“

“I know that. That's why I didn't wanna believe it at first. But it kept reoccurring, like quick flashes of images. Dude, you and her…“

“Shut the fuck up!“ Logan said. “Don't fuck with my head,“

“I'm not–“

“Our powers don't work out here, bloody hell!“ Logan barked. “There's no way you could see the future out here. So whatever you saw, I don't wanna hear it,“

“But listen, man! Because that Omega over there might likely be your ma–“

“Keep your mouth shut!“ Logan blasted him, slammed his back one last time into the wall, and left the room.

Charles came to me and unlocked my hands from the handcuffs.

“I'm really sorry about tonight. Believe me.“ He said and hurried out before I could say anything.

I was dumbfounded, replaying the scenario in my head. Oh Dear Goddess, was this true?

Could Charles really see the future? Was that his special power? Couldn't help but wonder what Logan's powers were. But mostly, I was left wondering what he saw about Logan and me. What did the future have for us? What has Charles seen?

I was left with these churning thoughts.