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42- Logan hates me

Alpha Soren

I took a deep breath and attempted to approach her, my heart pounding in my chest. “Meg,” I began, my voice softer than usual. But my feet seem stuck to the ground.

“Soren,” she replied coolly, crossing her arms over her chest, while my head and heart swam with the sound of my name rolling off her tongue. She stood tall, her posture radiating strength and confidence. “What do you want?”

“I want to talk,” I said it frowning, my tone earnest. “I want to... make things right between us.” Her face is covered in perspiration and dirt. Her clothing as well- joggers and a matching black yoga crop top thing with the sides exposed but she is wearing a tighter fitted top beneath- like what I see girls wearing in gyms.

Her hair is messy as well and she is pulling off her scrunchie while she raises an eyebrow, her expression unreadable. “And how do you propose to do that?” She pulls her hair loose, by raking her fingers through them.

God, I want to sink my face in the thing. I sm
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