CHAPTER 66

'I had forgotten how careless you could be when talking to witches," Greg said after about twenty minutes of silence.

'She agreed to help us," I said, 'What's the big issue?"

'How did she know your name?" Logan asked and Greg beat me to an answer.

'Because little Miss. I like to talk to witches told her," he said and I rolled my eyes.

'I didn't know that we weren't supposed to tell her," I said, 'I was trying to be nice."

'Well now she's way too into your head." Greg complained and I rolled my eyes.

'I have nothing to hide."

'It's not just about you," he yelled and Logan let out a growl that made me jump slightly.

'Don't yell at her," he said in a dangerously low voice and Greg went silent, 'Apologize."

The expression on Logan's face is one I've seen only a handful of times and because of how nice he is I sometimes forget what he's capable of. He isn't the Alpha of a pack for no reason.

'I'm sorry for yelling at you," Greg said and all I could manage was a small nod.