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Aella glanced at the door to see who had the guts to cut off her attempt at rejecting the alpha. She was about to utter a retort when she saw that it was Logan's mistress. She frowned and looked away when the other woman entered.

Logan's mistress obviously did not know when to appear and when to stay back. She obviously thought that she could walk into any room the way she pleased, just because she was the mistress of an alpha. Aella was so pissed off and angry that it was a surprise that steam wasn't pouring out of her ears.

"Hello." Louve greeted. She could feel the tension between Logan and Aella like a current. It was so strong that it felt like she could cut through it with a knife. Her eyes glanced at Logan's hand holding Aella's own and she looked at them suspiciously. She could guess the type of relationship between them but she kept her guess to herself.

I'm sorry. I got the impression that you were having a personal fight with me, so I came here to apologize if I did anythi