“This thing with her…it has me distracted. I’ve fought hard to be Alpha. The pack needs me.” Logan swiped his hand over his eyes, replaying what happened at Dana’s. The scene at the apartment was jacked. Guilt dug at him, knowing how he’d treated Wynter. “Fuck, I’m an asshole. How is she doing?”
“I’ll be honest. She wasn’t lookin’ so good earlier. She’s torn up about what’s happening. I think the whole wolf thing’s freaking her out too. But don’t worry; I took good care of your girl. She’s doing fine now.” Dimitri darted his eyes to the side and then finally looked over to Logan and smiled.
“What’d ya do, D?” He blew out a breath.
“Nothin’ you wouldn’t have done.”
Logan stared over at him. “Seriously? Tell me you didn’t…”
“Not that. Although, she’s sweet, man. I mean, really sweet. Tonight she was wearing these tight little panties, and those breasts…Oh Goddess, save me,” he said dramatically, putting his hand to his chest.
“Mine,” Logan reminded him with a smile.
“Ah, but are they? You were a little harsh tonight, almighty Alpha,” he taunted.
“Still mine, smartass.”
“Well, great one, if you want to keep said breasts, you’d better make nice. Your little wolf is getting ready to high tail it back to New York tomorrow,” he lied.
“She is?” Logan asked in a panicked voice. What the hell was wrong with him?
“Let’s just say you shouldn’t have let Fi and Luci rub all over you like cats in heat. You know, giving that kind of grief counseling isn’t doing you any favors,” Dimitri half-heartedly joked.
“Fuck.” Letting his anger drive his actions wasn’t the smartest thing he’d ever done. He knew full well how jealous Wynter had been when they’d talked earlier in the club. And he couldn’t blame her after he’d gone all territorial on her after seeing her dance with the vampire. If he were truthful, he’d admit that he knew the sight of Luci touching him would hurt Wynter. He shouldn’t have let it happen.
“Fuck is right. She didn’t like it at all. On the upside,” he laughed. “She didn’t like it at all.”
Logan rolled his eyes.
“Seriously, bro. How would you feel if she didn’t care? Think about it. It’s not really that bad, all considered.” Dimitri shrugged.
“What exactly am I supposed to consider? That my life has been upturned in the past twenty-four hours by a human female? Who’s a wolf? That I’m losing it because I’m preoccupied by a woman? And now, one of my own wolves is dead. You and I both know I’ve got to focus all my priorities on running this pack, D.”
“She could be your mate, Logan,” he posed quietly. Dimitri’s lip curled up on one side, as he waited for a reaction.
“You’ve got to be joking. No way. I know I’ve been distracted, but come on,” Logan pleaded. “Where is she?”
“Okay, believe what you want, man, but I’m telling you that there’s something about that woman…you and her. Today at the pool and then at the club. You’ve been with lots of females, of all species, but this is different. She’s,” he took a deep breath, shaking his head, “She’s responsive. To you, hell, even to me.”
Logan growled at his beta.
“As if I’d touch her without your permission,” Dimitri assured him. “It’s just that she calmed down with me, and I felt comfortable with her…like I’ve known her for a long time.”
“So what happened?”
“Let’s just say that I knew what to do,” he said proudly. Dimitri stood up, walked over to the sink and put his empty glass in it.
“And that was?”
“She’s in your bed.”
“What?” In his bed? Even though he acted surprised, there was no place he’d rather have her.
“You heard me. And it worked, by the way. She fell right asleep.”
“Have I told you what a great beta you are, D?”
“Yeah, and don’t fuck it up.” Those were Dimitri’s last words as he walked out the door.
Logan laughed. As sure as he was sitting there, he knew without question that Wynter would challenge and reward him in ways he’d never known. But was she his mate? He’d honestly never given it a thought. Whether out of denial or ignorance, he hadn’t considered why he’d been nearly obsessed with her since they’d met. She’d gotten under his skin; that was for sure. All he knew was that he had to go to her. Whether she forgave him or not, he needed to say his piece.
On his way up to his bedroom, Logan contemplated what it must be like for her. Her captivity, surviving being bitten and now, her illness or whatever they’d done to her; it was all too much for one wolf, let alone a human to take. Learning to live as a wolf wouldn’t be easy, but he was determined to guide her during her transition. And that was the crux of it. He wanted to be the person who stood at her side, not Jax. In spite of everything, it was the fact she lived with another man that irritated him. The New York Alpha would arrive soon and she’d leave.
Cracking open his bedroom door, Wynter’s delectable scent hit him, drawing him to her side. Like an angel, she slept peacefully, looking as if she belonged there. In his bed. In his home. The temptation to touch her was great, but he needed to shower before lying down. Not only did the stench of death cling to his clothing, he was reminded of how he’d let Fiona and Luci touch him.
After a quick shower, Logan toweled the moisture off his body, letting his thoughts wander. He considered what Dimitri had told him about Wynter. How could the Goddess send him a human as a mate? A human who may or may not be a wolf? Who belonged to another Alpha? Shit, it’d been a long night. But knowing the woman was ten feet away in his bed had him wide awake. They needed to have a real discussion before they made love. Unless she submitted to him, accepted him fully as her Alpha, they had no future.
Steam poured out of the bathroom as he opened the door. The anticipation of touching her again put his system on alert. Even though she was fully covered, he knew the taste of the lovely she-wolf who lay beneath. It would kill him to talk first, play later, but it was the right thing to do. Lifting a corner, he slipped in underneath, his naked skin grazing the sheets. Unable to resist, he slid forward until his chest was against her back and wrapped a hand around her waist. Damn, she was dressed. He supposed he didn’t want Dimitri taking care of ‘everything’. It’d be his pleasure to peel off the flimsy fabric that clung to her body. She stirred and her bottom brushed against his semi-erect shaft. Sweet mother of nature. Soon he’d take her like this, he thought; slamming his cock into her tight pussy from behind. He sucked a breath, willing his self -control to kick in. Better talk quick before I come right here.
“Wyn, baby.” He kissed the back of her hair, inhaling deeply. She smelled so good, like a breath of fresh air.
“Hmm,” Wynter responded sleepily. Within seconds, she realized Logan’s hard chest was against her. Something about his scent calmed her wolf. But then she remembered how angry he’d been. “Do you want me to leave?” Please don’t make me go.
Logan gently rolled her toward him so she was facing him. “No, sweetheart. I want to talk about what happened. What’s happening with us.”
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, slowly opening her eyes to meet his. On her side, she reached forward and placed her palms to his chest. She swore she could hear his heartbeat.
He laughed a little. “I’m the one who should be apologizing. I was an ass tonight. I shouldn’t have treated you like that.”
“I didn’t tell you everything. I challenged you in front of everyone,” she responded, looking down to his abdomen. Even though she was supposed to be apologetic, and she truly was, the man made her horny as hell. For the love of God, she could lick him all over and never eat another meal.