CHAPTER ELEVEN

Tala pov.

I sat down beside Logan, contemplating maybe to ask him about Lyra. I know Logan loves me and the look in his eyes after he found me further cemented my assertion. It was a look of pain mixed with hope. Like he found his missing treasure but yet I wasn't sure where I stood with him.

“When are you going to tell me about Lyra.” I confronted him, even though my heart nearly jumped out of my chest, I needed to know.

“What about her?” He replied me, unmoved by my question.

“Yes, I saw you two on the night the witch announced me, and I see how she looks at you anytime you're around her. Something must be going on between you two.”

“ There's nothing between us, where are you getting all these ideas from.” He turned so he could have a proper look at my face. I didn't want to appear weak and I intend to get the closure I wanted.

“Talk to me, you can't bring this up and keep mute.” His voice sounded so serious and mean.

“ Nowhere, I just had a feeling you two were doing something a