Chapter Eighty Three
ISABELLA
“He’s out there in the cold; he’s not being fed, and it has been a whole week; he is going to die!” I said to Logan, who only shrugged. He never did like Thane; he didn’t really care. “You know what? I’m going to him.” I headed for the door, but in a flash, he was already by the door, right in front of me.
“Should I remind you what this ‘Thane‘ did to you? He wouldn’t have cared if you drowned to death; he doesn’t really give a fuck about anybody but himself and his little mate. Any other person becomes a nuisance–you became a nuisance. He rejected you, sent you away.”
“I betrayed him! I deserve everything I got and more.
“He didn’t know about your plan; he wouldn’t have cared if you were innocent.” I attempted walking past him, but he blocked my path once again. “After what had happened, all he would want to do is kill you; you don’t need to worry about him anymore; focus on yourself and what makes you happy.”
Logan picked me up, his palm massaging my thigh, going higher; he clamped my ass and let out a moan. I could feel him poking against me from the fabric of his clothing. He carried me back to the room and placed me on the bed; he took off his belt and lowered his pants before taking off my panties next and lifting my gown so my lower body was exposed to him. He spread my legs.
He slammed into me, letting his whole length in at a go, and I gasped; my hand circled around his upper body, holding onto him as he fucked me.
When he was asleep, I slowly pushed his arm away from my body. I rose from the bed and headed to the bathroom, I cleaned myself and put on a shirt, a pair of pants, and a furry jacket over it, and then I tiptoed to the room door. The moment I pulled it open, Logan awoke.
“And where are you going?”
“Nowhere,” I responded.
“Dressed like that?”
“I just needed some air,” I said to him.
“Fine, I would
go
with you.”
I nodded, and he stood from the bed, completely naked, and he went to get dressed.
I took a small bag, putting in a loaf of bread and a bottle of water in it before Logan returned.
“When we get back, I will prepare your favorite dish and…”
His words were cut off when I slammed the lamp I had silently picked onto his head. I didn’t wait for a second; I sprinted to the exit and out of the house. I ran as fast as my leg could take me.
The little cave–like structure in which Thane had been kept was not a very long distance from Logan’s house, and I headed there,
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Thane was barely moving; he lay on the bare ground, and all I felt was guilt.
He was my mate, and I had caused this.
“Thane.” I called, and his eyes snapped open. “I brought you some food and water; it is not much, but…”
“Why are you here?” he asked.
“I can’t…” I closed my eyes and let out the tears. “I’m so sorry, Thane; I made a mistake, and it cannot be corrected. I am not a bad person; I never wanted to do this. I’m so sorry.”
“There was never a curse; it was always you.”
I grew silent. “How… how did you discover that?”
I wasn’t going to tell him that truth; the plan had been to keep it away from him. He already hated me; I didn’t need to give him more reasons.
“You know,” he began, “I am more surprised by your betrayal than any of the others.”
