Chapter 032

Chapter 032

Logan’s point of view

Deena rushed into the room in broad turbulence, dread etched all over her face as she ran to me.

“Logan we’re screwed, we’re fucking screwed, Logan!” She cried in pure panic as she held my wrists, “We need to leave, we need to go right now.” She made to drag me up.

I withdrew her hold and held her back instead, “What’s going on? What happened?” I asked, my brows furrowed in confusion.

We’d retire to our room here at the guest house when she requested me to locate Myra’s room for her, she’d said she wanted to go talk and convince her further, and seeing the little impact her words had on her back at the first room we met her; I thought why not. Perhaps Myra might listen to her if she has something good to say.

So I had a maid lead her to Myra, and hoped for a positive response.

“Myra is not to be saved, she’s not the Myra we know or want to know again, we have to leave her and let her go, Logan. Pleaseeeeee,” she stretched on the word, her eyes w