When they touch me (Shelagh Milano) novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112
Artemisia

“Kiss? What kiss?”

“Don’t lie to me, Logan,” I say, trying to stay calm as his touch starts scorching my skin.

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” he says with a chuckle, making my blood boil.

I pull my legs back, wanting to get away from him but he holds me in my spot.

Gulping, I look at him defiantly. “Let me go, Logan.”

“Not until we have talked this out,” he snarls, making my heart drop to my stomach.

“We can talk that out when I don’t have your hands on me and I can stand a few steps away from you,” I say calmly, my voice shaky.

He scans my face before he grins mockingly. “No. You are staying where I tell you to. Now talk.”

I gasp and lean back slightly to create at least a bit of distance as I wet my lips. “Ethan told Cassy that you kissed Lisa yesterday.”

“I didn’t kiss her,” he growls, his grip tightening. “She kissed me and I didn’t reciprocate it. My wolf is just being an asshole.”

“Logan, please, you are hurting me.” I grab his wrist, in the hopes of making him loosen his grip but he doesn’t.

Not one bit.

“She was tired and scared for you. It was a mistake. She cares about you and would never hurt you. She told me that Cayden would give her the position of the Beta Female to support you.”

I whimper as my nails bury into his skin, and I nod. “Yes. Cayden and I had talked about appointing a few she-wolves to support me as I wouldn’t be able to do it all alone. Also, because I want to work at the hospital as well.”

“So, that’s why,” he snickers, lifting his hand to grab my chin. “She was so happy about this. But also scared.”

He finally lets go of me, making me feel like I can breathe again. “Don’t think badly of her. You are very important to her and she just overreacted.”

Holding onto the armrests, he leans in. “She doesn’t even want something from me. It was just a stupid mistake. Okay?”

I nod slowly, his eyes flickering as I look back and forth between them. “Yes. Sure.”

“Perfect,” he whispers, his lips spreading into a grin.

Pushing himself forward, he presses his lips onto mine and I gulp down the bile rising in my throat as I reciprocate his kiss.

Suddenly, the door gets ripped open, disclosing an angry-looking Cayden standing in the door. From the look in his eyes, I can recognise that he was clearly summoned in here by my distress.

“Ah, here you are,” he says with an annoyed tone as he checks us out. “Change and come downstairs. There is someone for you.”

“For me?” I ask as I get up. “Who?”

“A surprise,” he flashes me a hint of a smile and gets back to glare at Logan who leans back, rubbing his palm onto his jeans.

“Oh,” Wanting to make him feel better, I turn my back towards Logan, caressing my hair onto my shoulder. “Could you help me get out of this thing?”

He skyrockets out of his seat, pulling my zip down. I turn around to press a kiss onto his cheek as I feel comfortable enough that Cayden would intervene if something happened. “Thank you.”

“Alpha Cayden told me you have been feeling sick. Are you feeling better now? It would be sad if you were missing out on the ball that you were looking forward to for so long.”

I nod, flashing her a sad smile. “Yeah. That would have been sad. Why don’t we take a seat?”

“Oh, oh.” She moves back her head, looking at me with a sceptical expression. “A conversation where we have to sit down? I don’t like this.”

Steering her into my cosy lounge, I ask one of her Omegas to make us a cup of tea before I already start filling her in on everything that happened.

Her eyes get wider and wider as she can’t believe the words that are coming out of my mouth.

“That bloody asshole!” she shrieks as soon as I have finished with the story. “What the fuck is wrong with that guy?!”

I shake my head, sighing deeply. “I really don’t know.”

She stands up angrily, nearly pushing the Omega that is about to serve us tea out of the way. “Goddess… You know, I have seen him walking in and out of the pack house so many times. I wonder if they are plotting something.”

“What do you mean?” I ask as I take the tea out of the Omega’s hands. “Thank you so much, Mirella.”

She gasps audibly, turning to point her finger at me. “His visits have increased since your mate took you away. Maybe that triggered him. You have a spy on the premises.”

I scrunch up my nose, taking a sip of my tea, “Giorgio would never do that to me. But after what I heard from the trial, I am a bit taken aback by his behaviour, to be honest.”

“What kind of spy?”

We jump, the Omegas’ scream making my heart stop as Fynn lands on the terrace.