My Possessive Alpha

Chapter 3

Liora Pov

I made a fake pregnancy letter. I would tell Logan that I was infertile and could not give him children. He would get angry and then, of course, Logan would reject me.

Logan would give me a rejection ceremony. I'm already imagining my fate.

"Liora, are you okay?"

Logan came into the room. He looked at me. I could tell from his look that he was wondering why I was silent.

Logan and I used to make love at night. But I hadn't for the last two days. I knew Clara had taken my place in his heart.

"What did Selena's doctor say, is everything okay?" Logan asked. He was sitting on the side of the bed. He kept looking at me.

"As usual, I'm not pregnant. The pain is from my infected ovaries. I can't give you any offspring," I said.

I heard Logan take a long breath. His face looked disappointed. Slowly his eyes turned red.

He pushed my body to the ground. I whimpered in pain. Without pity, he pulled my hand up. It hurt a lot when he pulled my hand roughly.

"What did you say? Didn't you say that the test was successful this time? Don't you know that I need a son for our clan? I'm ashamed to have a Luna who can't give me a baby!" she said. She shouted in front of me.

"I told you, you're embarrassing me in this clan!" he shouted again. It was the first time I'd ever seen Logan so angry.

I couldn't fight him. He was so much stronger than I was.

Logan stood in front of me, his red eyes staring at me with hatred. His hands were clenched into tight fists, as if he wanted to crush something. His voice was loud, full of explosive anger.

"You're completely useless, Liora!" he shouted, making my chest tighten. "You can't give me an heir! I need a son, not a barren woman like you!"

I fell silent, his words piercing my heart deeper than I could have imagined. But she didn't stop there.

"Why are you here? I'm ashamed to have a Luna who can't give me children! You'll only be a disgrace to this clan," he added, his face flushed. "I've been patient enough, but now I can't. I don't want to see you anymore!"

Logan leaned closer, and I could feel the tension in his body. "You're just embarrassing me! If you really love this clan, you should leave. I don't want a woman like you by my side anymore!"

It felt like the world was falling apart, but at the same time, relief slowly crept into my heart. Logan... he had just rejected me with words sharper than a knife. Maybe I would have felt crushed, but somehow I felt freer.

The Logan I used to love, the one I used to respect, is now just a man so alien to me. His hands that always held me now only hurt me. With the words that came out of his mouth, he had killed what little hope I had left, but I knew that I felt reborn.

"Thank you, Logan," I whispered softly, even though the words seemed to vibrate in my throat. There was no regret in my voice.

He just walked away, not caring about the wounds he left behind. I stood up with difficulty, feeling every step I took. The pain was piercing, but my heartfelt empathy - not because I'd lost Logan, but because I'd let him go.

I made my way to the Gamma's room, grabbed my belongings, and prepared to leave the mansion. The Omegas were surprised to see me so sad. They approached me and asked me questions.

Then Clara came over to me. She looked at me with a sad look. She hugged me as if she felt guilty.

"Liora, I didn't know that Logan would do this to you. He loves you very much. But lately he's been teasing me. I'm sorry," she said.

Tears ran down her cheeks. I smiled wryly. I didn't care what she said anymore. It was all his game.

I put a few things in my suitcase and prepared to leave the villa. Clara continued to hug me as she cried.

"Liora," Clara whispered, her voice hoarse from crying. "I'm really sorry. I didn't know this was going to happen. I didn't know that Logan would hurt you like that."

I slowly let go of her embrace, my body feeling like stone, heavy and powerless. My eyes pierced through Clara as if she was no longer there. How could she cry, as if she was the victim of all this? Her hand clasped my arm, begging me to listen. But I just laughed, bitter and hollow.

"You didn't know?" I repeated, my tone flat. I raised my face and looked into her tear-filled eyes.

"Clara, you know. You knew what you were doing from the beginning."

She gasped, her crying stopped for a moment. Her face paled, but I didn't care. My words flowed like a rainstorm, unstoppable.

"You knew Logan was mine, and yet you let him get close to you. You knew he was weak to temptation, but you kept playing with his feelings, with my life. And now, after all this, you cry in front of me like you're a victim? Clara, you're not a victim. You're the mastermind."

Her hands trembled as she tried to grab me again, but I took a step back. I don't want him to touch me. Not again.

"Liora, I... I..." she stammered, lost for words. Her tears are getting heavier, but I don't care anymore. Her crying won't erase all the pain she and Logan have caused me.

I left the mansion dragging my suitcase. Clara stood at the door. There was a smile on her face now, even though she had cried for forgiveness earlier.

I knew that my sister was a cunning person. I have known her nature for a long time. She only pretends to be sweet in front of me.

I went to my car.

"Liora, are you sure you want to leave this clan?"

Cristy, my Gamma, came over. She approached me with a tense face. Cristy and Clara were the same. They were the ones who betrayed me.

"Liora, I heard that Alpha Logan is going to have a party and an announcement about the new Luna. I know this is hard for you to hear. But Clara is the one chosen to replace you," Cristy said, mocking me.

"Yes!" I replied coldly.

I got into my car. I was getting ready to visit a new city in this country. A place where I would be comfortable. I would take care of my baby, raise him well.

"I have to go!"

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