Wow! Just wow! Tonight with Logan was intense. We may not have covered as much information as I’d planned. But that seems to be the norm for us. We talked for a bit, covered some heavy topics, and then we got distracted in the most panty-melting ways. And tonight took the cake on all fronts.  He told me about his ex, how they met and how she died. I’m still livid on her behalf. How could her guards just let those rouges take her?! They knew what would happen. They knew what it would do to Logan, to their Alpha. But because she was human, they didn’t care? I hope that Logan killed them all. That they paid with their lives for letting hers be snuffed out. Because if they are still alive and I ever see them, I will kill them.  But before I could ask more, he kissed me, and things just got hotter from there. I’m not sure if the kiss was to calm me down or distract him from the bad memories. Either way, it worked. And now I’ve kissed a fe

“Hi, mom. Hi, dad,” I greeted them as I managed to get out of my mother’s bear hug. It felt weird facing my parents now. I’ve talked to them on the phone since Logan told me the truth about being adopted. But that was different. Now that I’m looking at them, I can see how I don’t resemble them in all the ways. I’m taller than both, and neither has red hair nor the same green eyes as me. I shook my head because this wasn’t the time nor the place to think about that. “Are you alright, baby?” my dad asked, grabbing my shoulders, looking me over as if trying to find bruises or something. “I’m fine. I don’t know what they told you, but it’s bullshit,” I assured them. “What? What do you mean? We got a call telling us that the groundskeeper assaulted you,” my dad questioned, looking back at Mister Moors, confused. I rolled my eyes. “Mister Moors’s full of shit, dad. He was told that by his creep son. His son’s the one that tried to assault me and just this m

As thrilled as I was watching Mister Moors and his son getting arrested, I still had this pit in my stomach. The camp was going to close down, and I wouldn’t see Logan again. Or at least it felt like I wouldn’t. What’s he supposed to do, just show up at my family’s ranch and introduce himself as my mate? Yeah, I can’t see that going over very well with my parents. They don’t even know I’m a werewolf. Then again, they don’t know that I know I’m adopted.  Overall I just had this nagging feeling. Like something was wrong. Logan was dealing with so much right now. His parents were both dead, and as I looked at my parents, who were busy putting my things in the truck, I fought the urge to cry. I don’t know what I would do without them. I can only hope that my parents will still love and accept me after telling them what I am.  Then I saw Elyse crying with Crystal and June watching the spectacle with all the other campers. I started to head in the

“Aurelia, you tell me everything. We don’t have secrets. So what happened?” Alex questioned, getting up and shutting my bedroom door. He was right. I do tell him everything. He’s the first person I told when I got my first kiss way back in fourth grade from Cooper Barker by the slide. Probably the only thing I didn’t tell him about first was when I got my period. That I told my mom because, well, that’s women stuff, and I needed her guidance far more than I’d ever need Alex’s on the subject. I just wasn’t sure how much I could tell him. I trust him to keep my secret, but I don’t know the rules about telling people. What if I tell him and I find out I violated some werewolf law? What if there’s a law about keeping the existence of werewolves a secret? I don’t want to get in trouble. I also don’t want to put Alex in danger. Whenever he has time to talk to me again, I'll need to ask Logan about it.  I also can’t just tell him I know I’m adopted. Because wit

I wish I could be there at Logan’s side. But I can understand why he says I can’t. I don’t want to put my family in danger. And I don’t want Logan to worry about me. He went through so much when he lost Suzu. So I have to take whatever precautions Logan wants for my safety, my family’s safety, and his sanity. After we hung up, I just had to remind myself he was not alone. He has his brother and daughter there.  Not to mention a whole pack of werewolves that will help him through this. However, I found myself clenching my jaw at the idea of there being women in his pack that would happily offer him physical comfort. So help me, if he takes one of them up on the offer, I’ll kill the girl and then castrate him. But, wait, where did that come from? He’s not mine. ‘Yes, he is! He’s our mate. And we will defend what’s ours. Marked or not.’ Theia snorted in my head. ‘I'm not usually the jealous type.’ I sighed. “Yes, well, I am, and I have some amount o