LoganAfter being forced to talk to Eric, because Arya wasn't home and I had to do it to wait for her, she finally comes. I was done waiting and I was on my way out when I found her being too cuddly with Mr. Best-friend. He must have loved her warmth because of the way he was holding onto her for dear life... I swear I would have ripped his damn filthy hands off if it hadn't been for the presence of Alpha Eric. He dares to touch the mate on the Alpha of Blacktooth Guardians pack!Arya looks thunderstruck like she's just seen a ghost. Yes, I am here, baby and you just made me so mad. Against all my instincts, I manage to remain under control, and the imbecile gets to keep his arms."Arya, you've been out? I had no idea. Why didn't you inform me?" Eric says verging on her with a brotherly command of responsibility. Arya's eyes haven't left mine since they landed on me. What is going on behind those beautiful wide brown eyes? Is she happy to see me? Did she miss me the way I did? Probabl
Arya I get up, recovering from the shock of almost being marked. Logan stares at me and I can read the disappointment in his eyes. I am just not ready for this. I don't know when I will ever be ready. I turn and run away. He follows after me. I want to get the hell out of here. I head toward Logan's residence. He follows after me, giving me more space than I deserve. I know I have hurt him but he has got to understand me. Inside Logan's house, I am given a robe in which I wrap myself after shifting back. Logan has just himself into these dark jeans that hung low in his waist, showing me the happy trail to heaven. He strolls slowly toward me. Confident, sexy, eyes blazing, and my heart begins to pound. My blood's pumping around my body. Desire, thick and hot, pools in my belly. He stands in front of me, staring down into my eyes. He's so freaking hot. Coming to me, he grabs me by the waist so that I hit his rock-hard chest. I gasp when he holds my neck before his lips land roughly o
Logan"Yes," her response echoes down to my cock making me even more harder."Good!" I growl, with a victorious grin spreading over my face. For a second I feel like a traitor compared to my mate's loyalty, having kept herself for me. Fuck! I better make this good.Slipping my index finger into her, I slowly circle around her…fuck, she's soaking."You're so deliciously wet. God, I want you." I thrust my finger inside her, and she cries out. She's hot and tight and wet, and I want her. I thrust into her again, taking her cries into my mouth. I press my palm to her clitoris…pushing down…pushing around. She cries out and writhes beneath me. Fuck, I want her—now. She's ready. Sitting up, I drag down my boxers, letting my cock go Free. I kneel up between her legs, pushing them farther apart. Arya watches me with—what? Trepidation? She's probably never seen an erect penis before.I position myself so I can take her at my whim. Her eyes are open wide, imploring me. She really wants this…as
AryaI blink awake and the surroundings are oddly familiar. There is heavy breathing on my neck which startles me. I try to turn but a sharp pain shoots through. My mark!Logan.Everything floods back into my mind afresh. The run, the mark, the sex... Oh, the sex. My virginity! Shit! I try to turn but I am captured in big strong arms. Logan's arms. I would have loved to stay and enjoy the cuddle but I have a strong urge to pee. Throwing the duvet off myself and try to put my legs on the floor. Logan turns, pulling me back into the bed as if I am weightless. "Why does it look like you are trying to escape?" Logan says before opening his eyes."I just want to go to the bathroom and I can't break out of this prison," I say, and try again to get his hands off me. He chuckles and then lets me go. After easing myself, I walk to the shower, feeling so familiar with the bathroom's environment. The door opens and Logan comes in, all naked in his glory. My cheeks turn cherry red when he c
LoganAfter dressing up, Arya and I head to the breakfast table. We are both famished and we devour our meal in silence. After all that activity, I am not surprised by the hunger with which Arya consumes her food. I would have sat to watch her eat but she would stop if she saw me."What do you want to do today?" I ask as a servant clears the table. Arya looks up at me with her eyes brows knit together in a frown."I am taking the fact that you came here on your own will, you are not in such a rush to ditch me here and run home," I tell her."Last time I did that because you pissed me off with your very precious vampire associates, and I did not run home. I walked to the main road and took a taxi," she says, putting an unnecessary emphasis on the precious. "You interfered with a very important meeting," I tell her."I know, but I needed you at that time but you clearly embarrassed me like I was a piece of nothing," she says, her voice laced with hurt but she quickly recovers. "I didn
Aya"Arya!" Penny shrieks from the other side of the line. "What?""Where the hell are you? I came up to see you but you were not there."Shouldn't it be obvious to her now?"This morning? What do you want this early?" "I wanted to see you,""You're lying.""Okay, you got me. I just wanted to borrow your Givenchy boots. Now tell me where the hell you are.""I am at Logan's place,""ooh, did you spend the night? Did he mark you?""Yes," I reply, making her shriek so loudly,"Oh my God, bitch! Soon you will be Mrs. Conley. You are the Luna of the Blacktooth Guardians. Wait, how am I going to be showing up at Logan's house to borrow your very expensive things that I can't afford? I will be doomed!""Oh, come on. I don't think anyone will hold anything against you if you came over here. Everyone here is friendly, except for the alpha himself.""They have to be. You are their luna." When you come to think of it, they were not so nice when they dragged me over here with Jex on that fatefu
LoganI have been planning for this ceremony where I get to introduce the Blacktooth Guardians pack to its new Luna. After a few meetings with the council, we have agreed to a date. She might not be ready for the mating ceremony and an official marriage, but we can't keep the pack's Luna from them. I am only left with informing Eric and the rest of Arya's family. I haven't given Arya the details of what is going on. I haven't told her anything about it. With her stubborn nature, she would immediately refuse and put all the preparations to a halt which isn't what I want. I will tell her at the right time when it is too late to stop it.I am chasing something. After the introduction ceremony, she will have to move in which me. It wouldn't make sense for her to stay in the Blue Blood pack. In my mind, I am sure she won't be completely amenable to that. What did she say she wanted? A boyfriend? That is quite an expectation, baby girl. She has put me up to a challenge. I pick her up, a
AryaIn front of Logan's mansion, I feel oddly at home, perhaps because I have been here a good number of times, and I have experienced my first and best fantasies in this house.Logan gets a hold of my arm and leads me into the house. We are welcomed by a servant who Logan ignores. "Sir, welcome home, sir. Dinner-" he dashes past her like she were invisible. For a second I feel bad for her, but then the feeling is replaced by a fat pride that my mate won't look at another female. Logan literally drags me upstairs because he is going too fast I can't keep up his pace. Realizing this, he heaves me up in a blink and I am on his hips, my legs wrapped around his waist. A huge grin covers my face.Kicking the door to the bedroom open, we get in. He places me on the table in front of a large portrait of a dark wolf, like Logan's but with burning hazel eyes. "Who is that?" I ask while he gets his jacket off. "It is my father," he responds without looking at it. I have been in this room
LoganONE MONTH LATERToday is the day when Arya finally becomes my legally wed wife. I have invited a good number of guests from human society, especially my long-term comrades that I have lived around and worked with. We hired the best events planners company to set up the wedding decor and they did their best.This is going to be a formal and modern ceremony where my pack members are expected to act as civilized and not create anything suspicious to the humans. I am sure they can do that.I nod my thanks to the welcoming party at the reception and continue with Jordan toward the barn-like tent.A string quartet is playing "Halo" by Beyoncé while I wait for Miss Arya Caverly. Everyone has gone all out; the pavilion looks opulent. Jordan and I are seated at the front of several rows of gold chairs, which are filling up fast. I stare at the scene in front of me, noting all the details, hoping it will distract me from my nerves. A pale pink carpet leads to an impressive, arched flower
LoganThere is no one in the house when we reach it. It is a big bungalow with a gate. We climb over and break the doors, checking every corner but we don't find anyone; neither human nor vampire. We head back to the woods to another house that is near this and ends up checking the whole neighbourhood. It is an isolated neighbourhood, on the outskirts of the city, very quiet and lifeless. It looks like an abandoned neighbourhood yet everything is perfectly looked after; the lawns are trimmed, the houses are in good shape and there are cars as actually packed in the front yards. After finding no luck in that place, I try to think of somewhere else Donovan or any vampire can be hiding, but I can't find a clue. They are probably hiding in some dark corner in their bat forms. Wait! That makes sense. They are either hiding in a house or somewhere in the forest in a dark cave. A cave! That gives me a lead. I head down to the Rocky Mountains Oracle caves. I met Donovan there once, but
Logan By the time we land at the airport, I am about to run mad from all the nerves I have been feeling throughout the entire flight. Arya woke up midway through the flight and she resumed sulking and making me feel even worse. It is nine in the morning when we arrive. I am certain the vampires wouldn't be out at this hour of the day, especially the way the sun is already shining bright in the sky. The battle is definitely over. Fuck! I am too late. I am just going to do the damage assessment. When I switch on my phone, there are only emails from my office and from the business colleagues I have left behind back in Zurich without notice. Nothing concerning my pack or the situation back home. I turn and look at Arya who seems pretty numb. It would be a very bad idea to take her home with me. There is a good number of hotels surrounding the airport. Getting our car, I drive her to the Grande Resto Hotel which seems to be the best judging by its appearance. I don't have time
LoganIt is Monday today. We have been in Zurich for two full days so far and everything has been good so far. We had the first meeting on Saturday, afternoon so we spent the whole morning in our hotel suite boosting each other's energy after the flight that took almost the entire night. We had a late breakfast and I left her in the hands of a tour guard to show her around the place. The best thing about this business trip so far is that the meetings don't take all day. The longest meeting we have had so far is the one we had today morning which began at seven in the morning and ended at three in the afternoon. It took a long time because we had some site seeing to do. The ground is composed of seventeen business owners, filthy rich billionaire entrepreneurs who have earned immense amounts of success in the business world. We are looking into investing in Zurich, especially in tourism and manufacturing. I have never had Switzerland, in the picture when I would think of expanding my c
Logan When u come back home, I have simply one mission, to look for Arya. These days she is hardly ever in the house. She is always there and about, dealing with the matters of the pack. I only get her to myself at night, actually some nights. I try to maximize that time when it comes because I am equally busy during the day. Tracking her scent through the house, I find her in the kitchen. She looks so occupied with the task at hand; she is deep frying something. Two of the other cooks are occupied with chopping vegetables and another is putting something in the oven. I love it when my woman cooks, I love it so much. She turns to find me spying on her. She gives me a bright welcoming smile. Her smile is infectious; I find myself grinning back at her. The other two cooks turn to find me grinning like an idiot. I quickly recover my composure. Understanding the situation, they immediately go back to doing what they were doing. Arya removes the contents from the deep fryer, which look
Arya Today, I paid a visit to Luna Eileen's home. Her house's not as big as ours but it has more embellishments than hours. Our house is like a bachelor's house. I have been thinking a lot about adding a woman's touch to it, just that I haven't talked to Logan about it. Eileen shows me around her house, the dining room, the living room, the sitting room, and her kitchen. I am mesmerized by the glamour in everything. We talk about random things and she feeds me a tasty lunch from her favorite chef. In brief, I had a lot to learn and I enjoyed my visit. She informed me of the Luna circle meeting that is still being arranged. She promises to give me a call when they set the date and time. On my drive back home, I feel like a reformed grown woman. I feel so responsible and motivated. I am resolved to spend more time with these experienced women who know how to handle such a position of being a Luna. Logan has been at home the whole day, working in the office of the Alpha. He called f
Logan When I get home, Arya is not there. She said she would be coming late so I don't have to worry since she took security with her. I dare any whore-son to mess with my marked mate.I head to my office to finish off some of the work for the day. I met with Eric to talk about what happened yesterday and he was equally perturbed by who could have vandalized the ship. It is no doubt that the Alphas have a lot of enemies but I just can't think of who could go this far to do this. I also have envious competitors in the business world but the gold business is not yet out there public. The last thing we want is the human government showing up to fuck up everything claiming 'the property of the state'. We have opened up an investigation into the matter because it was not an accident, it was arson. I finalize everything for today and head into the shower to clean up. I end up having supper on my own. I have a strong urge to call and ask her what she is up to and when she is coming home b
AryaI wake up to a touch on my clitoris. I feel two fingers sliding inside me. Suspended between sleep and wakefulness, disoriented, and not sure if this was really happening, I asked, "Logan?""Yes?" I heard his sensual whisper right next to my ear."What are you doing?""I need to get inside you. I'll go crazy if I don't," he says, nearing his hips to mine, his hard cock resting on my buttocks."Mmm.." I moan, trying to stay sleepy. His hand goes around my waist, down to my bare groin. He kisses my neck, and then my cheek. "Logan, " I breathe, feeling myself getting wet already. I am always wet for my mate. I just need a signal to start dripping, especially when he holds me the way he is right now. Slowly, his gingers fingers sink inside me, sliding in and out in a torturously slow rhythm. Tentatively, my hand finds his, stroking him, urging him to go faster. "Ah.. " his fingers start moving quickly. His breathing is raspy against my throat. "I want to be inside you, " he whisp
Arya After a long bath, I come into the bedroom. Logan isn't even in the bedroom. I wonder if he is still in the dining room. Is he planning to keep the attitude for the rest of the night? Five minutes alone in the bedroom, l miss him so much. I just can't bear the fact that he is in this house but not here with me, or maybe he is avoiding me. Surely I am overthinking this; why would he even avoid me? I throw on some sweats and go to look for my alpha. In the dining room, I only find the recently traumatized servant putting the room in order. "Have you seen Log- the alpha?" I ask her, almost calling him by his name. "No, I haven't. I didn't find him here," she responds. "Okay, thank you," I murmur before going back to the stairs toward his office. He can't be serious about planning to work throughout the night. I hate nights when he does this. I never get to sleep well and it makes me feel useless; I don't even know why. In front of his office door, I stand to debate whether I