Chapter Thirteen

Logan

I woke up feeling strange today. I have never slept throughout the entire night, but I managed to, with Arya in my arms. This is uncharted territory for me. It's scary, not because I have never let a woman sleep in my bed but because she makes me want to tie her onto it so that she never leaves. I could take my time exploring every inch of her body and slowly, I can get to explore all her pleasures and fears. I could mark her, make her the luna of Blacktooth Guardians, get her heavy with my hair, and then life would become Heaven.

I am still agitated by how reckless she is about her safety. Anything could have happened last night if Penny had not called me. Why did she call me? She could have called her brother or someone else. Why me?

The table has already been prepared for breakfast and I am debating on whether I should go upstairs and get her. She comes down the stairs looking fresh and gorgeous. My breath catches in my throat. Her beauty is breathtaking, and it is as if s