Chapter 4

“Find me another shaman! A healer, a purifier! Anyone!” Logan screamed at the man who came to deliver the news that the Shaman wasn't available.

“Yes sir,” The messenger scurried away immediately, biting his upper lip nervously, as he wasn't sure if he could get another person.

After waiting for what seemed like an hour, Logan paced around the room restlessly, his chest rising and falling heavily. He was in grave discomfort. He couldn't hold on any longer and he barged out of his room.

Just then, he saw the messenger approaching the door with the shaman who he said wasn't available. The messenger had to return to plead with the shaman.

“Greetings, my alpha.” The bearded shaman greeted. 

“Start work immediately.” Logan instructed, ignoring the man's greetings.

The shaman requested for the needed items. Purified water, candles, incense and a tray of assorted herbs.

He boiled the herbs and wrapped Logan in a cloak, allowing the steam from the herbs to sink into his body.

“But my Alpha,” the shaman stated. “I don't think a broken mate bond did any harm to you. There's literally nothing to cleanse.”

Logan raised his head and looked at the man with eyes that seemed like they could kill.

The healer swallowed hard. “I'm so sorry sir. I'd continue with my work.”

The rest of the purification continued in silence with only the rustling of the leaves the clanking of the bowls, and Logan's coughs due to the steam, being the only sound the filled the room.

When the shaman left, Logan still didn't take off the cloak. He inhaled deeply and wrapped it even tighter around his body.

He needed to get rid of whatever sorcery that the mate bond had done to him. When he found his mate, he expected his body to resist it being that it was a man. Instead, his body betrayed him by yearning for this man.

It was that feeling that caused Logan to set the man free. But after snapping back to his normal self, he couldn't allow the man to keep living, he had to end that strange feeling. And he had no regrets about it.

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THE NEXT DAY

Logan had to prepare for his Alpha duties, which were a lot more this week that the last. The first thing on his mind was to supervise the construction project that extended from the new bridge to the road in the eastern district.

He sat alone in his quiet opulent dining room. The table stretched far. Trays of meals and fruits lined the table. He used to eat with his family, but not anymore.

He took a sip of the soup from the bowl and grimaced in utter disgust.

“What's this?” He thundered and the maid who was already trembling from setting his meals on the table shook even more.

“It is the soup prepared by the chef.” The maid managed to say.

The chef ran out from the kitchen upon hearing Logan shout her name.

“You put garlic in my food? How many times do I have to warn you?” Logan questioned and flung the hot bowl of soup at the chef.

The hot soup burned into her skin, causing her to wince in pain.

“I'm so sorry sir. I'd prepare another.” She picked the tumbled plate from the floor and rushed to the kitchen.

Just then, Caine walked inside.

“The car is ready, boss.”

Logan nodded his head and glanced at the kitchen. He grabbed an apple and followed Caine, leaving the rest of the food on the table.

He was sure of one thing. He would definitely punish the chef for causing him to miss his breakfast.

The driver hit the road with Caine sitting in the front passenger seat with the driver, while Logan relaxed at the back seat.

When they got to their destination, Caine and Logan alighted from the vehicle, while the driver remained inside.

Logan wore his sunglasses to shield his eyes from the brazen effect of the sun and walked towards the men who wore their construction apron and helments while working.

They greeted him, and he responded to their greetings with few words, while examining the work they had done so far.

He nodded his head to whatever seemed impressive, and corrected them in the aspects that they faltered.

“I think the men are good with their work. I would have let you supervise it alone.” Logan addressed his beta.

He walked towards the car, ready to leave to the next construction site. Caine joined him in the car. The second site wasn't yet developed. The workers on that site had taken a leave and were to resume the next month.

The site still had trees and deep ridges around it that the car couldn't drive further. Caine and Logan had to get down from the car to walk towards the site. Their boots kept dipping into the mud as they moved.

Logan looked around the work that the engineers had started. They had began leveling part of the ground.

He turned towards his side to address Caine, but he wasn't there.

“Caine?” He called out, wondering where his beta had gone to.

“I'm here, Sir.” Caine responded as he walked towards him.

Logan pointed at something that the engineers didn't do well to show Caine, when suddenly, a sharp pain tore into his neck.

He yelped and grabbed his neck with one hand. Someone moved swiftly in the trees and fired another bullet into his chest this time around. Luckily for him, it missed his heart, but it was enough to make him collapse.

As he fell to the ground, he called out to Caine. “Get help.”

Caine hesitated and looked around as if checking if anyone was looking at him. Then, the man who had shot Logan emerged from behind the trees, smiling broadly at Caine. It was Griffin, his lover.

Caine crouched to Logan's level on the floor and took out a knife from his pocket.

Logan widened his eyes in utmost shock and before he could say anything, Caine stabbed him in the chest.

Everything went black.