EllaIt had been a long day at the office, but a fulfilling one nonetheless. After working out our plans and splitting up the cases based on our interests and areas of expertise, Sarah and I planned for another meeting in the morning.I was excited to work with her, although I knew that working too closely together could throw a wrench into our budding friendship if we weren’t careful. Still, I trusted Sarah deeply, and I sorely needed the help—and she needed the cases if she was going to move up in the firm and get Mr. Henderson’s attention for the upcoming promotions.By the end of the day, though, I was exhausted and ready to go home. I went through my usual rigamarole of packing up my files, my laptop, and my tapped phone, even though the thought of taking it anywhere with me anymore made me sick.I almost considered leaving it here again. Another ‘accident’. Another night of not being listened to, if that was even possible.But Logan had made his point very clear already; appeara
Ella“Ella?” Logan asked, still clutching the tool I had handed him as he stared incredulously up at me. “What are you doing here?”I felt a little awkward now after I had clearly taken Logan by complete and utter surprise, but at the same time, I couldn’t help but feel a little accomplished.“Did I scare you?” I teased.Logan chuckled as he stood, dropping the tool into his nearby toolbox and dusting off his jeans. “Not at all,” he said. “You did surprise me, though. I didn’t expect you to be here.”I shrugged as I glanced around. “The driver told me you were here, so I decided to pay you a visit,” I said, my gaze finally coming to rest on him. “If you don’t mind, of course.”For a moment, Logan and I just looked at each other. The air seemed to crackle with electric tension between us, and I could feel my wolf pushing me to step closer, to confess my feelings. But once again, I couldn’t. Not yet, at least. I didn’t know why, exactly, but this just doesn’t feel like the right time qu
Ella“Do you want to drive the car yourself or not, Ella?”Logan’s question came out with that same infuriating mischievous smirk, as always. We had just spent the past two hours working on his racecar together, which I had admittedly enjoyed, but driving was a whole different story.“Driving? Logan, you know I hate driving,” I protested, crossing my arms as I stared at him with a mix of annoyance and reluctance in my eyes.Logan’s eyes twinkled with mischief as he stood beside the racecar. He leaned on the hood, leveling me with a probing gaze.“Oh, come on, Ella,” he urged, a playful grin tugging at his lips. “It’s not that bad. And I promise it’ll be fun. We’ll just take a little drive out into the desert, enjoy the night. It’s not like there will be other cars out there.”I sighed, feeling a sense of defeat wash over me. Logan had a way of persuading me to do things I had never thought I would, and right now, I was on the verge of giving in, no matter how much I hated that fact.“
EllaI climbed out of the car, my legs a little wobbly from the experience of driving Logan’s race car for the first time. But despite my initial trepidation, it had actually been more fun than I had expected. A playful smirk tugged at my lips as I turned to face Logan then.“You know, if you were planning to kill me out here, Logan,” I teased, “just remember that I beat you during our training session the other day. And you still owe me a tattoo, now that I think of it.”Logan chuckled, shaking his head as he circled around to the back of the car. “I’m not going to kill you, Ella,” he replied, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “Well, not yet, at least. And I haven’t forgotten about the tattoo.”I laughed, realizing that he seemed to be serious. “Oh, come on, Logan. You don’t actually have to go through all that trouble. It was just a playful bet. I would never expect you to get a tattoo if that’s what you don’t want.”But Logan shrugged, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. “Y
Ella“Ella, why are you always so hell-bent on pushing me away?”Logan’s words, filling the silence left in the wake by the movie, made my stomach twist up in knots that I had never expected. I swallowed, unsure of how to respond.“W-What?” I asked, leaning back a bit in my chair. “What are you saying?”Logan scoffed as he set down the TV remote next to his plate of pizza, which was half-eaten. “You’re always pushing me away,” he said. “It’s always a game of hot and cold with you. I never know whether you’ll open up or close yourself off even more.”A slight chill ran down my spine at Logan’s words—because they were right. But I wasn’t ready to admit it. Not yet.“I’m not hell-bent on pushing you away,” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper, but even as the words left my lips, they felt hollow, unconvincing.Logan’s expression was one of frustration mixed with sadness. I could tell that he didn’t believe me, and why should he? “Ella,” he said, “every time it seems like you’re f
LoganI watched Ella as she laid beside me under the starlit sky, and I couldn’t help but marvel at how beautiful she looked beneath the soft glow of the stars.The way her white blonde hair caught the moonlight, the sparkle in her eyes as she traced the constellations in the night sky—it was all mesmerizing. In that moment, I couldn’t deny what I had been feeling for a while now, a longing that seemed to grow with each passing day.
Ella“Your turn.”The afterglow of Logan’s successful tattoo, which he thankfully loved, was short-lived once those words left his lips. I had been grinning from ear to ear as I watched him admire his new tattoo; it was the simple outline of a wolf’s head, simple and understated yet unique and, if I may say so myself, utterly handsome on him.
EllaIt was late, far too late for me to be awake, but sleep eluded me that night thanks to the excitement roiling around inside my head. I found myself standing in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom. In the soft glow of the lamp on the bedside table and the waxing moon filtering in through the sheer curtains, I could just make out the delicate rose tattoo that now sat on my hip.“My dad is gonna flip when he sees this,” I whispered as I tugged down the waistband o