KISS ME

Logan stood outside Andrea’s room, his hand poised to knock. He hesitated, running a hand through his hair, the frustration of the day still gnawing at him. The search for the rogues had been a disaster, and now he had to face the firestorm that was Andrea.

Taking a deep breath, he unlocked the door and stepped inside, bracing himself for the inevitable confrontation.

Andrea was sitting on the bed, glaring at him the moment he entered. "What do you want now, Logan? Come to throw your weight around some more?"

Logan closed the door, his expression hard. "I came to talk."

"Talk?" Andrea scoffed, standing up. "You don’t talk. You give orders and expect everyone to fall in line. Well, guess what? I’m not part of your pack."

Logan’s eyes darkened. "You don’t understand the danger you put yourself in. You can’t just leave the pack grounds without permission."

"Permission?" Andrea’s voice rose. "I’m not your child, Logan. You kidnapped me, remember? You don’t get to dictate my lif