The creek that Logan usually visited to clear his head was running again. The alpha sat by it on the tree stump, with his pants legs rolled up and his feet in the running water. He let the coolness of the creek wash over his anxieties and worries of the last few days. Soon he started to feel better, and he gave a huge sigh of contentment.The grove of trees around the creek was deathly quiet save for the chirping of birds and the whispering of the trees. He closed his eyes and let his mind wander, thinking about anything but the pack or Aella or the rogue killings.It was clear that Logan was a great lover of nature as he soon got himself lost in its tranquillity. This particular creek held much sentimental value for him as he had discovered it when he was a young boy. The stream of water seemed to have some kind of pull or control over him as he had found himself coming here again and again when he needed to clear his head. And he found out he needed to clear his head more and more a

Casper walked forward to meet them. He looked between the both of them with an interested expression on his face. "What's going on? Why are you two walking around in the forest?""You should ask her." Logan pointed to his cousin, who was still staring at the beta with unusual attention. "She dragged me into the forest because of a smell."Casper looked at Louve "There are several smells in the forest. Why–" He stopped and the expression on his face melted as he looked into her eyes.They looked at each other with awe, as though they were seeing each other for the first time. Logan could almost feel the current of passion between them. It was almost palpable, like something physical. It was like an invisible rope of synergy was drawing them closer to each other, filling them with an intense desire, until they felt like they couldn't do without each other.Logan looked from one to the other, wondering what was making them act so lovestruck. Something was definitely up."Hey. Hey!" He ca

Meanwhile, Logan was still waiting for his mate in the bedroom that they shared, oblivious to whatever was going on. He sat by the bedside after going into the gardens to check up on her. He had wanted to go straight to bed but his broken heart had kept him awake. It was highly frustrating trying to will his heart not to get too worried. He didn't realise how much he would miss her if she left his presence. It was like he was in physical pain. Even his wolf was whimpering with its tail between its legs. He placed his face into his hands and felt wetness. He hadn't even realised he was shedding tears. He stared at his wet hands with disbelief. How could one person get him so vulnerable and emotional? He wanted to cry out and tear his clothes in sadness. He wanted to morph into his wolf form and let out a great howl. His heart was broken, and he didn't know how to fix it. He resolved to keep her by his side always when next he saw her, damn the consequences. He couldn't keep feeling t

"Hold her carefully," Logan said to the maid who was supporting Aella with one hand."It's fine, Logan. I can support myself." She snapped at him. "I told you, I don't need anyone's help.""Well, better safe than sorry." He murmured and she gave him a glare of anger.She had been discharged from the pack's clinic and was being moved back to her room: the room she had slept in when she was a scullery maid for the alpha. They got to the door of her room and she stopped abruptly as her eyes took in the sight.Four burly, heavily armed guards were standing at her door. She could see that more latches and locks had been added to her door too. She turned to Logan with a disbelieving look."Really?" She asked. "Really, Logan? Is this your own form of torture?""Anything to keep you from escaping like the last time." He answered, not meeting her eyes. "I'll do whatever it takes to keep you here."Aella rolled her eyes. "Ugh! You're so insufferable.""It doesn't matter what I am. As long as yo

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