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Wake up

Logan’s P.O.V

The world was no longer spinning when I latched my eyes open. The first thing I registered was the slight weight pressed against my chest, then the beeping noises of the machines hooked to my arms and then holy shit, my mate’s heart-wrenching sobs for me to wake up. Wait… My mate… Aimee Moore. I fucking remember her now.

I closed my eyes back and pretended to still be unconscious because why the fuck not. It had been way too long since I felt her warmth pressed against me and as weak my body still was—yes, I am man enough to admit I was weak as fucking hell—my dick couldn’t help but stir awake.

How I badly wanted to flip her over and take her mouth in a kiss that’d show her how much I fucking needed her, how much I’d missed her feeble attempts at fighting her desire for me before giving up control and—fuck me. I was here thinking about fucking my mate when she’s crying for me to wake up. The thought almost made me bark out a laughter but I reined it in. Twisted maybe. Bu
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