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Avalyn's POV

A long sigh escaped my lips as I put down the second book I had finished on the soft surface of my comforter. Day two of Grey's visitors being within the pack grounds, and I was getting bored being cooped up in my room.

I shook my head – who did I think I was? Logan told me it was for my safety, but I knew he was just trying to be nice. I was bought, and I only had one purpose for Alpha Grey.

Just because Logan tried his best to provide me privacy didn‘t mean that I was much different from a prisoner – I had no right to question what was arranged for me.

However, the more time I spent here, the more I tended to forget that. I craved communication with someone other than my own thoughts.

Of course, Rebecca and Logan took turns checking on me, but I wanted more – Yes, I was hopelessly missing Alpha Grey. His intoxicating scent, the gentle caress of his hands… God, I was being ridiculous.

My face turned red, and I rolled my eyes at my internal dilemma. I laid back