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Logan's POV

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I was certain Avalon was going to answer the call of the moon by coming to the pack dance as well. I felt her presence the very moment she walked in and began searching for me.

I could smell that distinctive scent from her even in a mist of a thousand other lycans. It's even stronger given the fact that her wolf is on heat and wants to mate just as badly.

I continued to take long stride towards where she stood and closed the distance between us, my hands reached out and grabbed her arms before pulling her into my chest in one swift move. I heard her gasp at the sudden contact and i was forced to bite back a smirk that was threatening to break out on my face.

"Why did you come to the pack dance. I assumed you were already on your way back to that shit face by now. So what are you still doing here?" I leaned closer to her and half whispered into her ear.

Before she could recover from the goosebumps trailing her exposed arms