Alexa's POV...
The cot was rocking from where I lay. The blanket was draped across my stomach, my breasts were bare, my legs were already getting cold, but I was too weak to move a muscle or just throw the blanket over my whole self.Last night, Logan had done everything different with me. He was different with me; he was almost thankful, almost pleading with his touches, it was a new dimension, and it was slightly odd to feel that way like I was being worshipped, not just possessed and taken to all the realms of pleasure but taken care of. He did not care about himself; all his attention was on me. He gave me all and took none. I was not even aware of when I went to sleep with him hovering over me, kissing every inch of my face and whispering every good thing to my ears. It was an amazing night.There I was, lying all relaxed and sated and staring at the cot, which was moving, Alvin was certainly awake, but I could not have cared less. At least he was notLogan's POV...When Alexa told me how futile her attempt at convincing Ginny was, I knew I had to give it a shot. I did not exactly know what her fears were, but from what Alexa had told me, she was scared of being left alone. Of course, she naturally felt like Alexa had betrayed her by wanting to leave her and follow me back to the red Lotus pack.I could not blame Alexa for telling her everything she had gone through in the pack. It was my fault that I could not protect her from all that hurt. I should have tried more to shield her.If my assumptions were correct and she had told Ginny of all her experience, it was no doubt that the old lady did not want her to leave and clearly said she was not in support of it.On the third day, after all efforts to talk to Ginny proved abortive, I decided it would be best to take her with us. That way, she could still be close to Alvin, with whom she had formed a bond and see for herself how much I would take goo
Alexa's POV...Life in the pack seemed a little different than what I could remember. The first day I arrived, I could see strange faces among the security at the entrance of the pack house.Selena was nowhere in sight; Simon welcomed us at the first gate and led us into the house. He also assisted in packing our things into our room. I was still clutching onto Alvin when Logan led me to the large mistress room in the house. The room was painted plain white, the walls decorated with several antique pieces of furniture, the floor was covered with a fluffy coffee-coloured rug, and every piece of furniture in the room was either some shade of brown or some shade of white or cream.The large king-size bed at the centre of the room was covered in a deep blue bed sheet, and the pillowcases were also a shade of blue with beautiful designs. There was a cot at the left corner of the room, and at the right corner, there was a small playing spot for A
Alexa's POV...Selena was one of the most skilled warriors I've ever known, she was not only good, but she was strong and willed. Every move she made seemed to flow with her body and her mind, her soul was part of it all, and I loved her for it.She was a strong woman, and I admired her a lot. Little wonder that our minds clicked, and we were best friends. Selena was one of my favourite persons in the world, and I treasured every moment I got with her. I had missed her greatly these past months. She knew how to lift my spirits and what to say to cheer me up, she was an amazing person, and I loved her for that."She'll come around," Simon said. He was seated just right beside me on the bench. He was sweating and holding a can of water, as he'd just gotten off his training with Logan. While Logan went to meet with the elders in council, Simon remained, watching the men and women in the field as they trained.Most mornings, the fitness room w
Logan's POV...Love was not easy. Love was not swift or fluid like the novels said. Love is more difficult like science. The more you're in, the harder it gets, and the less you feel like you have a shot at success.Love is not beautiful, but it can add beauty to one's existence. Love can be treasured, it can be wonderful, it can be the reason you wake up every morning and go to bed at night, and it can add colour to your day and bring you smiles at night.But then, all this is not without work or war, for loving Alexa had proved to me that war was inevitable for every love union. For her, I had fought. I had to be strong enough to overcome all the battle that was waged against us.The council of elders had summoned me two days after Alexa's arrival in the red lotus pack. I had tried to delay the meeting as much as I could, but then I knew it was only a matter of time before I was called to order. It was inevitable, I had to appear b
Alexa's POV...The time you're least afraid is when the demons come to remind you why you should fear them. That was the case with me. I was back home with Logan. My child was healthy and happy, and my grandmother, whom I never really had the time to know as a child, was right here with me.I could have said I was comfortable, in fact, almost happy. Selena and I had reunited, and she was dotting on Alvin, playing her role of godmother perfectly, almost like she had some form of experience before. The baby was among the people that loved him the most, although Logan was getting really busy that he rarely had the time to be with us.It was right here, when I thought I should have been happy, content and satisfied with my family, that the demons resurfaced. The nightmares plagued my dreams and kept me up at night, enough that in the morning, I felt like I hadn't slept at all.Kara.She was my demon, and although I
Logan's POV...I had successfully gotten the elders of the council to keep their hands off Alexa's case. It was not a very easy task, but with the help of Simon and some other council members who trusted me secretly, I was able to direct the old men's attention to other pressing issues in the pack.I had yet to decide when I would banish Kara from the pack. The mere thought of her seemed like I still had some connection to my past, and I didn't want that to be the case. I wanted to be free. I already had a family, something I had not enjoyed in a very long time.Since the demise of my parents, all I did was take up duties as the Alpha of the pack. I became a leader and a man every other person was looking up to, but nobody seemed to care how I was doing myself; that was the main benefit of having a family of your own, someone to care about you, someone to see you as not just an object of authority or symbol of power but to also see you as a perso
Alexa's POV...Sometimes, the price you have to pay for the ones you love could seem too much for you, especially because you may not be able to afford the hurt it will cause them if you do not pay that price.Ginny was very worried about me. Most nights, she would come into my room pretending to tuck Alvin in, but what she really wanted to do was check up on me. It was very evident that she was worried about me. It became so bothersome to the point that I regretted telling her about my nightmares and sleepless nights.Ginny felt like she owed me some form of duty. She knew and believed I was her responsibility, never mind that I was a full-grown woman with a child of my own. Without her having to say the words, I knew she regretted agreeing to come to the red lotus pack with Logan.Before I had arrived at the black orchid pack, my stay at this pack was very traumatizing, combined with the experience of my childhood with Danister. During my early we
Logan's POV...The room was filled with many faces, some I could remember from the morning training when I beat three out of the four men I trained with. The fourth was Simon, and he threatened to make my life miserable if I gave him as much as a bruise. Well, it was not the threat itself that I was scared of; it was the implication of that threat. It meant he knew I was a little out of my element and would likely hurt him in that rage.Simon was a very strong warrior, as a matter of fact, one of the strongest in all of Red Lotus. He was one of the few men who could withstand me in a fight, training or real life.Before I picked him as my beta, he and I had not always been on the best terms. Even as friends, we disagreed a lot, and that disagreement often ended in a physical fight. It was how we were being raised, to be men and animals, to fight with our fists and then think with our heads.It was what my dad believed to be the rule book