Yet his gaze remained on me, uncaring for the rest.
“Stop!” I jumped between them, between the two people I loved most, my arms outstretched.
The truth was that Logan had already taken a big chunk of my heart, and it was lost to me forever. Now, it belonged to him.
“Lachy, he’s my mate,” I sobbed, my eyes on the ground.
The animalistic growling stopped instantly.
“What did I just hear?”
I was startled.
It wasn’t my brother but my father trudging over.
“Isabella! You finally made me deaf! No healthy eardrum could have heard what I just heard!”
The big, brooding man, Logan’s father, followed after my dad, his heavy boots taking out their anger out on the matted grass with every step. He looked from me to his son with a furrowed brow, lips flattening into a white line.
“Yvaine, is this true?” Dad looked as if I’d struck him with a truth he didn’t want to hear.
My lower lip trembled. “Sorry I didn’t tell you.”
My father’s fury faltered, maybe noticing my tears and my current condition.
“Logan, is this girl your mate?” the other man asked in a clipped tone.
There was a growing group of spectators.
Logan swallowed, drawing my eyes to the motion of his throat. The necklace was still clutched in his thick-veined fist.
“She is, Dad.”
A sharp torrent of words followed, an avalanche of insults with a pinch of threats.
“This has to be a mistake!”
“I won’t let my daughter be contaminated with DD germs!”
“Don’t be ridiculous, it isn’t up to us.”
“It isn’t, but my daughter’s smart.”
I didn’t realize I’d dropped until I noticed arms around me, catching me. I was lifted off the ground, and instinctively, I burrowed deep into his neck, seeking comfort that would never be available to me. How could it be, when the one person created to comfort you was also the one who had created the biggest discomfort of all?
“Put my mate down, Islander,” Logan snarled, stepping forward.
“Fuck off, Masturbator!”
Something flashed through his eyes. “She’smine!”
I was. But I was about to rectify that.
“Leave. Me. Alone,” I said through gritted teeth.
Logan stiffened.
“I, Yvaine MacKenzie, reject you, Logan Dra?—”
