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Call of the White wolf thirty nine
Logan adjusted his boxing gloves as he stared at the boxing bag determinedly. He wiped the sweat off his brow and started hitting the bag again, turning all his pent-up anger on it. He was tense and under a lot of pressure, and he felt like he needed to release a lot of it.He continued to hit the bag with a lot of grunts and sweat and did not notice Louve walk in with Aella. "Hello, dear alpha!" Louve called out to him and he turned abruptly. He had specifically told everyone to exit the gym room for him so he could practice his boxing in peace, so he was ready to tell the person off. But he stopped when he saw who it was."What do you want, Louve?" He asked, frowning sternly at his cousin. "As you can see, I'm a little busy here.""I didn't dispute that." Louve crooned. "And we're not going to disturb you either. We only came here to gym.""I told everyone to not disturb me. And that includes you." He muttered."Well, we aren't disturbing, are we?" Louve asked, then turned to walk t
Call of the White wolf forty
A few days after this encounter between Aella and Logan, the atmosphere was booming with celebration as Casper and Louve were getting married. Preparations had started in earnest and Louve could often be seen in a flurry of activities, followed by Aella her new best friend.Meanwhile, Logan tried to avoid the wedding fever as much as possible. The only contribution he made to the whole thing was to give Louve permission to use the foyer of the pack house for her wedding. He always stayed holed up in his room or in the strategy room, trying to block out the noise of squealing maids and Louve's loud voice giving commands. Sometimes he wondered why they were rushing to get the marriage rites done but nonetheless, he was happy that Louve had finally found someone that made her happy.Today he was in the strategy room, trying to stay away from all the frenzy. He couldn't handle it; the sight of balloons and confetti everywhere reminded him of how different his relationship with Aella was f
Call of the White wolf Forty one
Aella came down from the staircase and walked to the newlyweds. Louve hugged her with tears in her eyes admists whoops and cheers from the crowd. Logan watched the two of them hug, amazed at his mate's beauty.Soon the foyer was cleared of the chairs and makeshift altar and the whole room was converted into a dance hall. The lights were dimmed and a soft waltz blared from the nearby speakers. Couples took to the dance floor and began moving to the rhythm waltz, and soon the whole room was filled with slowly swaying bodies.Logan on the other hand, sat by the makeshift bar and calmly took sips of whiskey from his cup. His eyes were on Aella all through the night as she was so beautiful that he didn't want to let her out of his sight. She was on the other side of the room, sitting by another makeshift bar and watching the dancing people. Her sleek blue gown caught the bright swirling light and her thick black hair shone with a thousand different colours. He watched her happy face, prayi
Call of the White wolf forty two
The immediate feeling of satisfaction was unexplainable. Both Logan and Aella felt like that one kiss was what they had been waiting for all their lives. Aella closed her eyes and leaned in closer, letting Logan further capture her own mouth in his.Logan backed her up until her back touched the wall. He kept kissing her, crushing her lips with his, plundering every corner of her mouth with his tongue. He needed her so much that the desire clouded his sense of judgement.He needed her so much.His hands slipped from her face and skimmed her body. She was so little, yet so full. Wide, full hips jutted out from a slim waist, Small, pert breasts that were barely covered by the sheer blue gown that she wore."You're so beautiful, baby." He whispered, his voice already husky with desire. He skimmed her body with his bare hands touching her clothed body. His hands went to her boobs and cupped them. She wasn't putting a bra on but her boobs fitted into his palms perfectly.He began to knead
Call of the White wolf forty three
Aella awoke to the sound of birds chirruping happily. She stretched lazily and opened her eyes, peering at her surroundings like a newly born baby. The morning felt and looked so alive and young. The light that filtered from the window was golden and felt surreal, and a tree close to the window cast soft shadows inside the room.She felt unusually happy; her heart felt like it was floating in the air or she was bouncing around on balloons. She realised that she hadn't felt this kind of happiness and satisfaction since she joined the pack. In fact, since she became a wild wolf. It felt as though she had finally found her purpose after several years of aimless searching.She sat up and looked around properly, realising that she had woken up in Logan's room and not hers. Soon all the memories from last night began rushing back and she smiled sheepishly. She hugged her knees to her naked chest as the thoughts of what had ensued the previous night came back to her. The way the night had en
Call of the White wolf forty four
Logan and Casper his beta were on the training ground with about a dozen teenage werewolves. He looked at each of their innocent, eager faces. They were all so young; they reminded him of an earlier version of himself.He hated sending them out to the battlefield so young but he had literally no other choice. His men were so depleted that he was very sure that they could not stand against any form of opposition. He sighed and closed his eyes, feeling the hot morning sun beat his face.Sometimes Logan felt the ominous sense of danger hanging around the pack's surroundings. His spirit was not at peace: he kept feeling like something would happen soon but he could not say in particular what would. All he could do is prepare his people and wait.When he opened his eyes again, he saw that Louve and Aella had entered the training field and were watching them from a distance. The two most important women in his life, he thought. They were so alike, yet so different.Louve, in her very enthus
Call of the White wolf forty five
The two men apparently seemed to not be on their way to a definite direction. Walking down north and south again, before stopping at the centre of the border. In suspicion of what the two men were doing hovering around the border, Logan ordered his men to go invite the men to him so they could discuss.Looking sideways at Casper, he was thankful the topic had been submerged in the worry of the two men.Casper's thoughts drifted to what had happened earlier, seeing a display of vulnerability on his alpha's face was quite wholesome in regards to his usual temperament. "The power of love, I guess" Casper thought silently as he smiled to himself.Logan saw this brief movement, but decided to avoid questioning him on it so as not to get engaged in an awkward conversation. He looked from afar and saw his men engaged with the two men in a conversation. They seemed to be arguing about something."What do you think is going on up there?" Logan asked his beta, who shook his head."I don't know
Call of the White wolf forty six
Logan ensured that the captured man was taken to the cages meant for dogs and locked up in there. That was where very hardened wolves were kept. Logan knew that the wolf would begin to spill his darkest inner secrets within a few hours of being in those cages. After ensuring that the man was securely caged, he walked into the pack house and towards his room.A big smile formed on his handsome face immediately he walked in and met Aella waiting for him while sitting on his bed. She was wearing nothing but a sheer black singlet and shorts, with her hair let down. She looked so young and full of life; his woman."Hey Logan," she called, getting up and walking closer to him.Logan replied her by dragging her closer with her waist. He locked eyes with her before slamming his lips on her own. Aella responded to the kiss immediately as if she has been waiting for that. They kept kissing for a while until he break the kiss."Oh wow." She murmured, smiling at him. "I love this gentle side of y
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