Logan
I am escorted into the hall where the party is being hall. Alpha Kay has always held the best parties amongst the five packs of the land and he always organized his decor to the best standards. Things got even better when his Luna, Lacey joined the family.
On my arrival, Alphas and other Lunas start coming my way, doing introductions and claiming how much they are delighted to see me. I respond with a similar demeanor though I am more reserved and I give nothing away. That's what makes me who I am. That's what differentiates me from all the other alphas and everyone else.
"Alpha Logan, meet my son Luca. The one I told you has been abroad for studies," Alpha Jack tells me with a proud fatherly grin and steps aside for us to shake hands. The young man is jovial. I get to know that he has been back only two days ago and he is more detached from his pack because of being away for too long. Lucky for Jack, his elder son is always around and is very involved in the issues of the pack. He is going to be his best successor.
I am invited to the VIP section, being too bored with what is happening around me. My companions the whole time are Alphas and Betas, telling me about this and that, inviting me, in advance to their upcoming ceremonies and all that crap.
I take it out of sincere courtesy to attend Kay's Coronation as Alpha because he is a good guy and I have nothing against him. I had to show up or else he would start wondering if the Blacktooth Guardians pack is now holding something against him.
I try to entertain myself with drinks. I take a sit and look around, picking no interest in the girls that desperately try to get me to talk to them. I get that a lot, but I hardly ever comfort their need for my company.
A tall brunette walks towards me with a shy smile. She put in a lot of effort to dress up for this occasion. I lean back in the sit and drink more wine, paying her no attention, hoping that she takes it as a signal that I am not interested. She approaches me nonetheless.
"Hi, there handsome," she says with a smug smile. I doubt she knows who I am. I don't respond. I take the last sip from the glass and place it on the counter.
"You looked so lonely so I came over to entertain you," she explains her cause. I chuckle and shake my head in disbelief. Huh! Lonely?
"I hope you don't regret your act of kindness, ma'am. I am rather enjoying my solo company, thank you," I tell her. That seems to hurt her confidence. She taps her long red fake nails on the counter and asks for a drink. She gulps it down her throat, surprising me. She then licks her deep red lips and looks me in the eyes. Quite some woman she is!
"Your demeanor is rather cold, I would say but you are too handsome for me to keep my eyes off," she says, her eyes scanning me from head to toe. I know I shouldn't be cold to a lady especially when she thinks that I need her help, but I am not really in the mood of having a woman for entertainment. When I don't respond, she comes closer to me. Her scent filled with a mixture of strong perfume gushes into my nostrils, and my insides churn in displeasure. Her scent is nothing like Arya's. I wonder why this has to remind me of my mate.
The next thing I know, her long red nails are on my shirt and I am totally uncomfortable. She is so close I can hear her heartbeat. I look at her and her eyes are inviting. I know what she wants me to do but I don't want to do it. I pull away from her.
"I'm sorry but I have got to go," I tell her and then walk away leaving her puzzled. Well, what can I say? I kinda warned her.
I look for Kay intending to inform him that I am living. I find him in conversation with Carl. The first thing that comes to my mind when I see him is if he came with Arya. My heart skips at the thought. I haven't forgotten anything about her, her face, her voice, everything about her is still fresh in my memory and has not faded even a bit.
Carl spots me and stops talking. Kay also turns to see me. Kay puts on an inviting smile and beckons me to join them. I extend my hand to shake Carl's.
"Don't mind me. I just came here to let you know that I am leaving now," I say to Carl.
"You are leaving? Already? But the real fun just started!" he exclaims in disbelief. "Are you so bored? Come on, I will introduce you to some extremely beautiful young ladies. You are still single, unlike us who have mates to commit to. Enjoy it while you can," he adds with a twinkle of excitement. Kay being older than me makes it seem okay to him to suggest such an idea at the time.
"Not really. I have something on my schedule that I have to take care of sooner than later," I tell him.
"You are always too busy, Logan. I think you should take this time to let off some steam and have fun once in a while." He looks pretty serious, I mentally roll my eyes at him.
Carl takes a drink absentmindedly. I try to think of an easy way of asking about his sister but I can't come up with anything that won't make me sound awkward.
"Is Arya here for the party?" the words slip out of my mouth before I stop myself. Carl looks taken aback and Kay pretends not to mind us. I decide not to repeat the question or try to clarify it because I might end up making a fool out of myself. I pocket my hands and look at him like I seriously need the answer.
"Yes." My wolf jumps. "She's around somewhere. I lost her after a few minutes when we arrived. She ran away with some girls," Carl replies.
"I hope she doesn't get herself into trouble this time," I say casually, making sure Carl gets my point.
"What could possibly go wrong around here? This place is safe, and even if someone got beat up dunk, I doubt if any harm can be caused," Kay assures us.
"I am sure she wouldn't dare get herself into another kind of trouble after what happened," Carl says. Kay's eyebrows cross in confusion, but I am not interested in taking the responsibility of saving his curiosity. I nod and look around the place hoping to catch a glimpse of her. All my intentions of leaving now are rendered useless. I have to see her.
I head out of the hall like a man with a mission. I would trust my wolf's senses to search for her in no time but there are too many people around hear, each with their scent, perfume, alcohol, and so many smells! It wouldn't work. I need to look around each and every corner. I head towards the living room where shrieks of happy females are coming from. On entering, I find a bunch of teenage girls dancing the most obscene moves, in scanty clothes very drunk and absent from the rest of the world. Arya is not here.
All their eyes land on me like I am an intruder in their presence. Well, I had no idea the room was out of bounds for males! I feel like an idiot who just entered the ladies' restroom.
"Sorry," I murmur quickly and walk away without looking back. There is a burst of wild giggles out of the room when I leave. Shit! I shouldn't do this. How many more hideous encounters am I supposed to get before I find her? What if I don't even find her? I surely am not going to look into each room of this house.
I conclude that it is going to be a futile effort could she wouldn't want to see me anyway.
I head out of the house in search of my driver so I can get the hell out of there. It's cool outside. The compound is full of life, people are scattered either in couples or in groups, talking laughing, and making out. There is this dude who has cornered a brunette and the atmosphere around them is undoubtedly intimate. I look away and then back and them. The girl is leaning against a tree and the boy is standing in front of her blocking the view of her. The boy leans closer together and I know they are going to kiss but the girl shifts her head to the side to dodge him. One look at her face and my body is on attention. Mine! My wolf growls and I try so hard not to shift right here at the moment.
I have been looking for her all this god-damned time yet she has been outside here getting herself hooked! Fury builds to the fullest and I ball my fists, for a second I think I might burst. I try to walk casually toward them. I need to keep it under control cause I might cause a slaughter on this joyful occasion.
Arya's eyes find mine as I approach them. She smiles at something he says and then turns her attention back to him like nothing has happened. That makes me madder tenfold! Her smile gets bigger and she rises her hand to his chest. My wires break loose. Is she doing this on purpose? How dare she?
She eyes me as if to show me that she has seen me and so what? She chuckles and then puts her head on his chest. After that, I can't control myself anymore.
Arya All my conscience tells me that I shouldn't do this but hell I want to know how he will react. I haven't been able to rest for the last week. My wolf keeps demanding her mate and it has been taking everything in me not to cross that god-damned misty river and intentionally get myself in trouble so that Logan will give me attention. "Excuse me," Logan calmly says though his jaw tightens, I am sure he is trying to hide his fury. Luca looks up at the tall Logan who is looming over us like an angry dad. He cocks his head when he sees Luca's face. Running his hand through his neatly combed hair, Logan purses his lips grimly and then glares at me. "Is there a problem?" Luca inquires, definitely not happy about being interrupted. "Yes, there is a problem here, boy. Get your tiny hands off my mate before I cut them off!" his voice is commanding, almost like a growl. A shiver runs down my spine and I am not sure whether it is fear or excitement that Logan has called me his mate. "
I adjust my tie, looking straight at myself in the mirror. I am ready to conquer this negotiation with Slade. Jordan, my Beta walks into the room looking too handsome for business negotiation."Are you going on a date or something?" I ask him with a smirk."Why ask that?" he inquires, his eyebrows furrowing together."I mean, look at you. So dressed up to meet people who prefer cloaks to any modern clothing," I tease. He rolls his eyes at me and sighs."It was Kate who insisted on the appearance. Sometimes she wakes up in a mood of dressing me up like a kid. I both love and hate those moments," he says. His eyes glitter whenever he talks about his mate. For all I know, she is the only person he has ever loved like this."Laugh while you can, Logan. You are still single. When you meet that female that will make you get out of the clothes you have already put on to put on what she insists will look best on you, you will stop giving a damn. That is the power of a mate," he assures me."F
Arya "What's up with the alpha?" Penny asks me when Logan has left. "Did he ask you to go on a date with him?""Maybe. Something like that," I mumble responding without turning my eyes from the direction where Logan disappeared to. I am still trying to digest what just happened. He stopped me from rejecting him and I was really going to do it. Why on earth would anyone want a mate who despises them?"Dung! You don't look like you are even interested. Tell me what's going on. I am dying to know." Penny pleads."He's just so annoying!" I murmur and turn to look at her. She gives me a puzzled look."He dropped by to request you to be with him for a date, and that makes him so annoying? Am I missing the point here?" Penny throws her arms dramatically in the air. I don't think I can keep this secret from my best friend anymore. I give out a resigned sigh."Let's go home. I will tell you everything," I tell her.In my room, Penny walks around while thinking out loud. I am sitting on my bed
LoganArya receives the glass of wine with unexpected eagerness and takes a huge sip, which surprises me. She then licks her lips in a slow torturous manner. My cock twitches in response. Fuck! "I've ordered already. I hope you don't mind," I tell her while taking a sit."No, that's fine," she says with a gracious nod."It's good to know that you can be amenable," I smirk. "I am not entirely stubborn as you think of me," she leans back in her chair."You called me to prove something to me," she says, focused on the task at hand, but then she takes a large gulp of wine, and her cheeks color. She must be looking for courage. I'll have to watch how much she's drinking because she's driving."I would prefer that we talk about that later after we have something to eat," I respond. She sips again from her glass and then places it on the table. She looks exquisite: her hair falls in soft waves to her breast on one side, and on the other, it's pinned back so it's easier to see her delicate
On my drive back home, I keep cursing myself for leaving, but deep down, I know I am doing the right thing. His scent still lingers on my body and I can still feel his lips on mine. After all that kissing, my lips feel kinda swollen. Damn! That man can kiss!I shake my head to clear the thoughts off. I keep my eyes straight on the route toward home. I wouldn't want to ruin this lovely car my brother gifted me upon my initiation."Why the hell are you back here?" Penny questions me with her hands on her hips. She looks totally disappointed. "What happened?" "What a warm welcome," I murmur, throwing my purse on my bed. "What are you still doing here?" "I wanted to sleep over so that I will be here when you come back tomorrow with a juicy story for me," she responds. I roll my eyes at her."For all I know, it is not yet tomorrow. What happened?" she is really impatient. "We had dinner together, like any other normal date. Then I said goodbye to him and left," I respond, removing my he
LoganI throw the phone on the bed and take my hands through my hair. Christ! What's happening to me? I don't understand myself. I don't even know what I am doing anymore. Having such a mate, I think, is some punishment from the moon goddess. I can't plead guilty because I know I am a sinner. I know that I have options, that I can reject her, and like Arya said, maybe I could get another chance at a new mate. Someone who will want me and is willing to adjust to who I am. I know that very well, but I can't risk losing Arya. I have waited for too long a time to lose her when I have just got her. She may scream about how much she hates me but she doesn't protest when I touch her, and she doesn't stop me when I claim her mouth, because she wants me even though she denies it. I know it when her body gives her away when her breathing becomes erratic and when all the smell I can capture is her arousal screaming that I claim her.I decide not to take her attitude seriously and walk into the
LoganTHE BAR IS CROWDED, full of youngsters determined to have a good time. There's some indie crap thumping over the sound system and the dance floor is crowded with heaving bodies.It makes me feel old.She's here somewhere.Jade has followed me in through the front door. "Do you see her?" he shouts over the noise. Scanning the room, I spot her friend. She's with a group of friends, all of them men, sitting in a booth. There's no sign of Arya, but the table is littered with shot glasses and tumblers of beer."Penelope," I say by way of greeting, and she interrupts me before I can ask her Arya's whereabouts."Logan," she shouts above the noise. The three guys at the table regard Jade and me with hostile wariness."Where is Arya?""Oh, she woke up and went outside for some fresh air. And who's this?" She smiles rather too brightly at jade, interrupting me again. What an exasperating woman. She is definitely drunk beyond her senses."This is my driver, Jade. Where's Arya?"Her smile b
AryaIt's very quiet. The light is muted. I am comfortable and warm, in this bed. Hmm... I open my eyes, and for a moment, I'm tranquil and serene, enjoying the strange unfamiliar surroundings. I have no idea where I am. The headboard behind me is in the shape of a massive sun. The room is large and airy and plushly furnished in browns and golds and beige. I have never seen it before. My befuddled brain struggles through its recent visual memories. Holy crap. How did I get here?nFractured memories of the previous night come slowly back to haunt me. The drinking, oh no the drinking, the vomiting, oh no the vomiting. Logan. I cringe inwardly. I don't remember coming here.I'm wearing my t-shirt, bra, and panties. No socks. No jeans. Holy shit.I glance at the bedside table. On it is a glass of orange juice and two tablets. Advil.Control freak that he is, he thinks of everything. I sit up and take the tablets. Actually, I don't feel that bad, probably much better than I deserve. The o