Logan
After 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’t know you felt so degraded. I tend to be very serious about business and at that moment we were discussing something important,” I try to explain, hoping she gets where I am coming from.
“What was it? Tell me. I am your mate. You marked me, remember? There aren’t supposed to be any secrets between us,” she says, carefully selecting the words that she is sure will hit me hard. How am I supposed to tell her that the vampires are planning on the destruction of her pack and that her brother is in real danger? How am I supposed to tell her that I am a part of all of this?
She would snap! She would kill me with her bare claws, ignoring the fact that I am the one who just made her orgasm to nearly losing her consciousness.
“Are you gonna tell me?” she raises an eyebrow at me.
“It is confidential, and I hope you don’t expect me to disclose all my business statuses with you,” I tell her.
“Okay, as long as you won’t bug me about my issues, I won’t tell you anything even if you questioned me as long as I don’t want to,” she pouts.
“You can’t say that, Arya. Sometimes I need to know things about you. You can’t equate it to this.” She glares at me and gnaws at her lower lip.
She is preposterous! She always finds something to be mad at me for.
“Okay, tell me why you had gone to meet my brother last night?” she asks.
Oh, god!
I sigh.
“I had come to meet you, but you had gone out,” I reply.
“I don’t believe that. Why didn’t you call to let me know?”
“I knew you were just going to refuse to meet up with me. You would have probably found a reason not to. Besides, Mr. Best-friend was probably doing his best to make you happy,” my fists ball up when I the image of his filthy hands on Arya. I know he wants her. I can see that in his eyes, being overly protective about my mate. He wants what is mine!
“Would you mind if I asked what happened between you and your dear friend?” I cock my head to observe her face very well.
“We went for a hunt and then went out for a couple of drinks,” she replies.
“Sounds so overly summarized to me,” I shrug.
“You can’t be jealous of Jex. He is my best friend and I trust him more than I can trust you, Logan,” I know she said that intentionally, to hurt me.
I pick up a glass of water and take a huge swallow.
This woman is going to be the death of me! I don’t add a word thereafter. That’s enough to silence me.
“Did you tell Eric about us?” she asks a minute later.
“Yes,” I mutter the response.
“What?” she yelps, and her face goes fear-stricken.
“It was hard not to. I wanted to wait for you without saying a reason why I need to see you. He was going to find . out anyway,” I say.
“I know but I wanted to tell him myself.”
“You should have done that sooner,” I tell her, placing the glass of water back onto the table. “Surprisingly, he did not threaten to murder me, just like both of us had expected. He was rather calm and took the truth in without snapping. I think he likes me being his brother-in-law,” I tell her. Her jaw nearly drops to the floor. I was equally surprised myself. I still doubt if he was honest with me.
“You are kidding right?”
“Why would I? You saw how calm he was when he escorted me out.”
It is her turn to be dumbfounded.
“So I have your family’s approval. Why don’t we meet up and discuss our mating ceremony?”
“Mating ceremony? I am not ready for that yet. I think you are moving too fast.”
“Arya, I have already marked you, why the need to delay making this official? Let’s declare this once and for all and let the whole world know about us. I don’t think you are not ready. I just think you are afraid, and clearly, there is no reason for that,” I tell her.
“I am not afraid of you or anything. I just need time to get to know you better. I want to know what I am getting myself into,” she says.
“I am sure you are already into what you claim not to know. You are already in my house and you have met my people. Do you want me to call for a pack meeting? I can do that,” then I realize that that is actually a good idea. A small party where I introduce the Blacktooth Guardians pack to its new Luna. Perfect thinking, Logan!
“That’s not what I mean.”
“Enlighten me then,” I ask.
“I want you to be a boyfriend before being a husband,” she replies.
Oh.
She wants to date. Why can’t just say that? Anyway, Arya is not the most direct person I know.
“I can not do that, Arya. You know I am not the boyfriend type of man. You should know that by now. I can’t do the flowery kind of romance that you want,” I tell her. She starts to gnaw on her lip again. That’s one of the few things I have learned about her in this short time we have been together; she does it whenever she is nervous or furious, and it is such a turn-on on my side.
“I don’t want to force you to be someone you are not. I just want to know that you really want me from the bottom of your heart, not because it’s obvious because we are mates and so fate has it like that. I don’t want it to jump into it because it has to be like that,” she says.
This woman is unbelievable. One moment she is on my nerves, very furious at me for a random cause but the next second she is requesting me to be her lover. It is just like a rollercoaster. One time you are going up and the next you are going down in the same ride.
“I know you are a very busy alpha and you have a lot of responsibilities. I respect that. I am sorry for interrupting your meeting the other day. Jordan had already warned me of how important it was, but I wanted you at that time. I wanted to see you,” she says. It is more of a confession to me.
Whoa!
She is now apologizing?
“It’s fine Arya, I should have treated you better,” I was blinded by the anger of seeing flirtatious looks flying across the room. Maybe I misjudged the situation.
Getting up from her seat, she walks to me. Having ordered clothes for her, she chose a short yellow sundress that hugs her bosom and goes loose from her waist downs.
“I like you in dresses. You have great legs,” I murmur as my hand trails, untamed, up her legs, and I stroke her thighs. She gasps and takes a step back. A wild grin spreads on my face.
“I would like to make a phone call but as you know, I didn’t come with anything,” she says.
“There is a phone in the bedroom. Or would you like to use mine?” I offer, getting mine from my pocket.
“It’s fine,” she responds, Unlocking the phone, I give It to her.
“Who do you want to talk to?” I inquire.
“I was going to call Eric, but now that he knows about us, he should stop wondering about where I am. I am gonna call Penny,” she says.
“Kate requested that you spare time for her when you come over. I hope she is not much of a bother to you,” I inform her. A small smile forms on her face.
“Oh, she is so sweet. I would like to see her again. Jordan and her, those two are so cute together,” she says, her eyes turning dreamy at a thought, or memory, I don’t know which. So she has seen them? They just can’t keep their hands off each other.
Is that what she wants?
“Of course, they have been together for over two years now,” I reply, But every day seems like they just met. That’s the power of a mate bond.
“Can I see her after this, if she is not busy?”
“She would love to. It wouldn’t matter if she was busy or not, anyway,” I tell her.
“Good,” she chimes.
“I thought you were going to spend the day with me,” I say to her.
“I am really sore, Logan. I don’t think I can spend an hour without begging you to fuck me,” she says bluntly. I gasp. She’s right. Only that she is wrong about who would be begging. Seeing her in that dress makes me want to bend her over this table and take her from behind. I have been thinking about that do quite sometime now. She blushes at her own words.
“Getting you more sore sounds like a better idea to me,” I say, cocking my head to one side and raising an eyebrow at her. She pulls her lower lip and sinks her teeth into it.
“Fuck!” I curse under my breath making her smile. She giggles.
Arya, you tease!
“I should go ahead and make this call before you make me forget all about it,” she says, and then walks away.
God!
I rub my face with my hands, baffled by this woman. She is driving me wild.