LOGAN POV (pg 13)
"You son of a bitch," Dad growls as he lunges towards the still-smirking Alpha.
Gavin and his dad, Hank, grab my father's arms just in time to stop him from burying his claws in Kincaid's face.
"No, Patrick! You know the law. Stop," Hank says as he and Gavin struggle to hold my father back.
Hank turns his attention towards Alpha Kincaid and reigns in his emotions completely before speaking.
"It would be best if you left Alpha Kincaid. Why doesn't Logan escort you," Hank grunts as dad wrestles against him and Gavin furiously?
"Fine, but I still expect an answer," Kincaid snaps, and Dad roars.
The muscles in my father's face shift back and forth as he fights against his wolf. Lazarus growls again, and I realize it's time f
LOGAN POV "We understand you have his verbal confession. But considering the crime and the other party accused in the plot, your best friend, your son, and your best friend's son are not creditable witnesses, Alpha Patrick. Their ties to you are too close. We need another witness," the eldest Alpha repeats, and my father growls. "As it stands, Alpha Kincaid can only be charged with breaking the visiting Alpha Law. That's a max of six months in the accusing pack's prison," another Alpha says, and my anger boils over."What if there was another witness. What if my mother and the daughter of Hannah Patterson testified to the events of that day," I ask, breaking protocol and interrupting the hearing that has been going in circles for over an hour. "That would be sufficient evidence. How quickly can the two parties testify," the quiet Alpha asks, igno
CHLOE POV My breath catches as I stare at the male that has been consuming my mind night and day for the past few weeks. He looks exactly the same, but there is something completely different about the man standing before me. He seems...he seems stronger and more confident. Like a big male mountain of strength. "Chloe, I know it must be hard for you to see me again, and I get that. But I wouldn't be here if it wasn't important. Wait, I take that back. I was going to come for you today no matter what...but um, something else has also come up that makes it imperative that you came back home with me today," Logan says, sounding almost desperate. His beautiful eyes search my face as I remain frozen. I can't stop staring at him. His strong jaw and straight nose! His wide shoulders. How did I forget how perfect he is? Everything about him looks so good. Why? Why is just seeing h
CHLOE POVHaven- He hasn't spoken to us once, Chloe. I don't like it. He was being so noble and strong until you kicked him down.Haven growls in our mind as I sit silently next to Karina. I glance over at Logan's rigid posture and cringe when I see him watching me with sad eyes. I immediately look away, and my cheeks blush.Chloe- I can't erase what I think, Haven. I'm sorry it hurt him. I have to be honest...don't I? That way, if we do work things out, he knows exactly where I stand.Haven- You couldn't just observe and see if he had changed? You've changed. You have become an excellent fighter. He could have become a better leader since the last time you saw him. You didn't even give him a chance.Haven huffs before going silent and moving to the back of our mind. I bite my lip as my emotions begin to grow again. I wish I could be less outspoken sometimes, but it just i
LOGAN POV Watching Chloe cry is awful. It completely rips my heart apart every time, and the worst thing is I can't do anything about it. I can't comfort her because I am the main reason behind her pain. Seeing me is just a reminder of what she lost when Alpha Kincaid's warriors killed her mom. I glance at her and sigh as she avoids eye contact with me. I wish I could kiss her and brush my hands through her hair as I pull her close. I wish I could go back in time and fix everything. I want to take back my stupid rejection. I want to bring Chloe's mom back to life. And most of all, I want to go back in time and ignore everything my mother ever said to me. Goddess, why did I ever listen to her? "Chloe, I wish I could go back in time. I wish I could take her place for you," I whisper, and Chloe shakes her head back and forth.
CHLOE POV Walking into the packhouse, I never thought I would see again, is surreal. Everything is the same, but then again, it isn't. I feel as if I am the same person, but I know I'm not.For one, I'm no longer an omega, charged with the duty of taking care of the Alpha's home. I am this pack's returning Luna. For two, I actually have some combat training under my belt. I'm not the same weak-bodied Chloe I was. So while it feels familiar, it also feels extremely different being here. I almost feel like an outsider visiting. I glance at the familiar furniture and sigh as I envision the hours I spent repolishing and redusting.Luna Kandace never seemed happy with the work I did, so she had me redo almost every task I did. Except for the work I did in the mornings before she was awake. It was my quiet time, and I really enjoyed it. "Chloe, my dad
LOGAN POV"Dad, I'm back," I announce cautiously as I push open his office door.As the door opens, my eyes land on his slumped-over form before seeing Hank standing just to his left side."What's wrong with him," I ask frantically, immediately fearing the worst.Heartbreak has been known to kill wolves, and my father has experienced more heartbreak than any mated wolf should.Hank instantly places a finger on his lips and gestures for me to close the door. Once the door clicks shut, Hank sighs."Your dad got drunk last night. I was just trying to wake him up before you came in. We have to keep this quiet because if the other Alphas catch wind of this, they might remove your dad from his Alpha position," Hank whispers before shifting his attention back to my passed-out father."He can't keep this up," I mutter, and I walk to my father's ri
CHLOE POV Chloe- Seeing his face on the other side of a door shouldn't be this exciting or captivating!Haven- Yes, it should. I like him.Chloe- You just met him. And while I will admit he has done a bunch of growing up over the past couple of months, and he is super hot...I'm not a hundred percent certain it's real. Do you know what I mean? He might be faking. He said his dad is having issues...he might just be desperate for a mate.Haven- Stop being so pessimistic! That's not who you are, and I don't like it. Give him a chance. Haven growls at me before receding back so I can focus on my ex-mate standing in front of me. I refocus on his face before gasping a little at how close he is.His eyes are so overwhelmingly beautiful, and his scent is so strong it makes my heart flutter. I gulp as my c
LOGAN POV Holding my mate while she cries is something I will never get used to. It breaks my heart to hear it, and it makes me enraged that she is feeling this way due to my mother's actions. I can honestly say I hate my mother. I hate the very fiber of her being. Listening to Chloe describe in such detail what happened that day just reaffirms my mother's guilt in my mind. She is a snake in the grass that needs her head chopped off. Not only did she groom me and brainwash me into being the weak Alpha she wanted me to be, but she also caused the death of my mate's mother. She caused Hannah's death while trying to have me killed! If it were allowed, I think I could kill her myself, honestly. Chloe moves in my arms, and I look down at her just in time for her to lift her puffy eyes to mine. "I'm okay," she whispers, and I can only nod.
GAVIN POV "Why am I so nervous," Shannon asks in a whisper as we climb the stairs to Logan's new office. I squeeze her hand and smile. "I'm not sure. What's running through that pretty head of yours," I ask, and she stops walking. I turn towards her, and my eyebrows pull together at the sight of her obvious discomfort. I knew she seemed tense when we arrived, but I just thought she was adjusting back to being here. Outcast and Thurman are extremely different. I didn't know there was something actually bothering her. "What's wrong," I whisper, and she bites her lip. She looks around to make sure we are utterly alone, and I step in closer to her. The need to provide protection overcomes me, and I, too, glance around us. "Love," I ask again when she remains silent, and S
GAVIN POV "I haven't told anyone we are mates yet...Have you," I ask as I zip up my bag I hardly had to use. Shannon shakes her head before giving me a small smile. "I haven't really had time to. You stole me yesterday morning, and I haven't left your sight since except to pee," Shannon replies, and a smile explodes across my face as I think over the past 24 hours. Indeed, I have basically held her captive. But we did stop by her room when we got back to town this morning. So she does have her cellphone now. She easily could have replied to messages. But I guess I haven't really given her a moment to herself. I have been glued to her side. "I'm not even sorry," I say, and she laughs. As she laughs, I drop my bag next to the front door. When I turn back towards my mate, her eyes sparkle
GAVIN POV RATED R I...I accept you, Gavin. Make me yours," Shannon whispers, and my heart feels as if it will explode out of my chest. I kiss her puffy lips while giving her breast a nice squeeze. Shannon moans, and my lust spikes again. I can't believe she thought some faint white lines across her stomach would blind me to how exquisite her body is. She is literally perfect, from her blond hair down to the green nail polish on her toes. I love everything about her. I love her hips and her slim waist. I love her medium-sized boobs. I love her thick but toned thighs. I love her shorter stature and creamy skin. I give her breast one last squeeze before I let my fingers travel downward. She breaks away from my kiss to pant and moans softly. So I move to her neck. I slide my tongue along the side I intend to mark and Sh
GAVIN POV rated R My tongue rolls out of my mouth happily as I spot a pair of shorts folded right outside the cabin door. Shannon must have found some communal clothes that are kept in the cabin.Gavin- The people here have really thought of everything.Bud- Yeah. .but I say we go in natural. Our mate mentioned mating. We should show her that we agree. Show her we want her too. We should leave no question in her mind that tonight is the night. Bud's excited suggestion stops me dead in my tracks. Images of Shannon slapping me across the face immediately fill my mind.Gavin- That's not happening.Bud- Why? She brought it up.Gavin- No, I mean...the mating that might happen. But going inside the cabin naked, that isn't happening.Bud- Why? If the mating does happen, we have to take
GAVIN POV This is amazing. I have never felt this free. Everything is enhanced. The sounds, the smells, everything. Why doesn't everyone just stay in this form? I could live like this forever. I grin internally as we whip past a few trees. The terrain here is nothing like it is at home, but I could see the appeal. The mountains protect Outcast on almost all sides. The grovel-like soil isn't all that fun to run on, but the view makes up for it. All in all, it is a safe and beautiful location.Shannon- We have run a long way. I think we are higher up than the apartments. Shannon's voice sounds soft as it cuts into my head. I turn my head to look at her to find her already looking at me. I slow to a walk, and she copies me. I take a couple of deep breathes so my nose can fill itself with her sweet strawberry scent.Gavin- Do you wan
GAVIN POV I smile as I look around at the calm surroundings. This is a nice place to meet our wolves for the first time. It has healthy-looking grass, and the earth isn't covered with concrete. It's probably the least modern area in all of Outcast. "Pretty. Right," Shannon asks, and my eyes slide off of the tranquil scenery. I give her a crooked smile before shrugging. "It's nice," I answer before closing the small distance between us. I haven't been able to go five minutes without touching her all day. I can't believe I found her on the first day. "Nice? Well, I happen to love it here. It's the only spot in the city where we can connect to nature," Shannon says as I wrap my arm around her waist. I kiss her forehead softly before looking down at he
GAVIN POV "I never wanted to return to Thurman pack. I was expecting to be mated to someone from somewhere else," Shannon admits as we enter my apartment. I toss the key card on the counter while watching her hips sway. I follow behind her like she is my own personal sun. The thought of her being mated to anyone but me is absurd. She is mine, but the fact she mentioned the pack is curious. "What's wrong with pack Thurman," I ask, and she turns around to find me only an inch away. I slide my finger along her jaw, and she lips her pink lips. Her cheeks flush a little, and her eyes stare into mine. I can spot every emotion she has, and it amazes me. It amazes me because everything I see shining back at me mirrors what's in my own heart. "Umm...I...Can you stop doing that? I can't think," Shannon whispers
GAVIN POV Have you ever stared in a mirror and questioned every single one of your features? Have you ever noticed every pore and imperfect line that makes up your face?Well, I can now say I have. I used to think I was a relatively confident person. I would even go as far as to say I considered myself to be good-looking. That is until this morning when I spent an hour evaluating everything that makes me who I am on the outside. I am on the tall side since the average male is 5'11"-6'3", and I'm 6'3. So I have that going for me. I'm not as tall as Logan is nowadays, but he never seems to stop growing. And since he shifted, he has grown even taller. But I am a good height. I have a muscular physique, but that is common amongst beta and Alpha bloodlines, even before obtaining a wolf, our heritage shows. I do have extra muscle from all the training I do with Logan. So I'm on the beefier side, which most females tend to li
GAVIN POV "I thought you were going to head for Outcast tonight if your mate wasn't in the pack," Dad says as he comes into my room and sits on my bed like he owns the place. I glare at him before looking back down at my wood carving. "I'm going to head out tomorrow," I mumble before scraping my knife across the rough surface of my failed squirrel. Dad makes a sound in his throat but doesn't say anything. He glances around at my room and then sighs. "You know your mom wasn't born in the pack. I had to go to Outcast to find her. You could always come to me for advice," Dad says when his eyes land back on me. I completely forgot that my mom was not born Thurman. She and Dad met at Outcast during a typical hunt. "I forgot," I whisper as I stare at my dad