Logan I went to the gym immediately after managing a few hours of sleep. I felt completely exhausted after the sleepless night. I could feel the effect down to my bones. After a complete hour in the indoor gym, I feel refreshed and much better. The events of last night haunted me the whole night. It still disturbs me that my mate has such a mindset about me. I didn't intend for last night to end up the way it did. I had hoped for better. I had hoped for a warm and intimate night so we can make up for the time we lost, but it turned out otherwise. Arya had to run away from me once more. I didn't stop her this time either. She will have to learn on her own that running away from one's problems doesn't make them any less, it just makes them bigger. I know she went to her boyfriend. I wonder where she would have run too if she wasn't here. Oh, she has another friend. He would have been more honoured to host her. Arya has the most effective ways to get on my nerves. I won't deny that I
Arya"I want to make your dreams come true," Logan whispers into my ear while carrying me into the bedroom.Placing me on the bed, he climbs up and hovers over me. He unwraps the towel off me like a child unwrapping his Christmas gift. I lean my head on a pillow and tentatively place my hand on the soft patch of hair over his sternum. His strangled moan arouses me like nothing else.He buries his head in my neck, kissing and sucking and biting me, before trailing his nose up my chin and kissing me, his tongue possessing my mouth, his hands moving over my body once more. His lips move down... down... down to my breasts, worshipping as they go, and my hands stay on his shoulders and his back, enjoying the flex and ripple of his finely honed muscles, his skin still damp from the shower. His lips close over my nipple, pulling and tugging so that it rises to greet his glorious skilled mouth.I groan and run my fingernails across his back. And he gasps a strangled moan."Oh, fuck, Arya,"
Logan After breakfast, Alpha Eric and I get in my car and drive to the Blue Blood pack with Arya and Jex in the car with us. Another car is behind us where the pack's gamma drives with Jordan. We have decided to go and check it out first before we plan for the rest of the pack to settle in. We drive into the empty drive-through leading to the pack house which stands in wrecks. Getting out of the vehicles, we take a look around. In bright daylight, the damage can be assessed more clearly. We walk around observing. We meet a reconstructing team which is redoing the roof of the pack's hall. The leader of the team comes up to meet us. "Alpha," he bows his head to Eric who just nods. He is dumbfounded by how much his home is a wreck. I can see Arya is in a similar condition. She is handling this much better than I thought she would. I had proposed that she stay behind with her friends or even make it up to Katherine, on her request to talk to her but, as you know; she is Arya. She ref
Logan It's been two weeks after the all chaos the vampires caused. Everything is going on smoothly for the Blue Blood pack. Alpha Eric is much stronger than I thought him to be. He has managed to get his pack back on its feet. After the night we said goodbye to our warriors who didn't make it through the battle, Eric called me into his house and asked me for my opinion on what he was planning. He was asking me to be part of the mining expedition. He wants my company to be part of the investors that are going to fund the construction of the gold refinery. I was hesitant to accept his offer. I don't want to interfere in the Blue Blood pack's issues whether politicpoliticalnomic after all those doubts they had in me about wanting their minerals. He told me how much he trusted me. He said that I was one person he could trust when it came to any issue regardless of what it is about. I told him what I had told him that night when he was bedridden in my house: Don't trust anyone, ever! N
Arya I get to meet a lot of important members of the werewolf community. Many that I did not know and I am sure I won't remember them in a few hours. I have met these elegant ladies; the lunas of the other three packs of the land. Luna Eileen of the Moon Howlers pack is the most elegant Luna I have grown looking up to. She is pretty old, and her husband, Alpha Elvis is the oldest alpha amongst the five packs. I feel so honored when she requests to meet me. Luna Eileen has a whole packaged bundle of advice for me. I pay careful attention listening to each and every word of hers. This should have been the kind of advice my mother should have been giving me. She talks to me while holding my hand, making me want to hold onto her and never let go. She tells me a lot about being a Luna of a big pack like the Blacktooth Guardians. She tells me about taking care of the women folk and the children of the pack. Being a luna is like being a mother; another of mothers. I have no child of my own
Arya.When we get into our bedroom, I am on the edge of both sweet anticipation and nervousness. I can't tell why I am nervous but that is how I feel. I fling my arms around Logan's neck, beyond ecstatic, and smile at him, cramming every bit of joy I feel into it."You were so great tonight. That speech you gave, wow," he says and kisses my cheek. "I noticed how everyone's eyes adored you back there.""I was only hoping to impress you," I mouth out the words."Is that so?" his answering grin is scorching, completely in tune with the hunger in his eyes and his impatient erection.He cocks his head to the side to kiss my neck."I think you are overdressed for what I have next on our agenda," he murmurs against my ear. In a blink of an eye, he works on getting me out of my gown. I fumble to get him out of his suit, but he just carries on on his own."I have been looking forward to this; seeing you bare and spread on my bed, awaiting me to give you pleasure," he says. I catch my breath,
Logan THERE IS NOTHING more satisfying than coming home from work and finding a warm dinner from your woman. "I made it myself," she says, pulling a chair for me. She looks so domestic a widely... There is something got about that. She has her hair covered and on her dress an apron. I can't stop looking at her. "Are you scared that it might be horrible?" she asks, I raise an eyebrow at her. "Don't worry, I have a lot of practice when it comes to cooking. I promise it won't be as horrible as you think," she says serving me the food from the dishes on the table. The aroma itself is enough to get my mouth watering. "I haven't said anything. You are the one planting the thought in my head. Why do you sound so unsure yet you said you have experience in this," I tell her. "I do, it's just that I haven't cooked in quite some time. I think I might be somehow out of practice," she says. "Well, have you tasted it yet?" I ask. "No," she says, putting cutlery on a plate. "What? Why?" no
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
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