    "I will have you, now and forever" his voice echoed in her ears and their eyes never blinked nor parted from each other. Logan couldn't believe that he actually said that because he felt it— he never had. 
     He wasn't just a mutated Alpha King who couldn't shift into a real wolf, unlike every other Alpha, he hadn't any prescribed Luna and couldn't feel the need for one, was this curse getting broken or was there something else about this human whose eyes loomed with danger, detest, rage, and lust? 

The Rogue Alpha's Forbidden Mate

 Logan had crept into her room since morning, and staying there felt good for him, strangely. 


 The day was drawing down and letting the shades of the evening take over, and it was a perfect time to show himself, instead of leaving when she came back. 


 Camila opened the door and went inside without clicking on the light switch which was situated right beside the door, and it would be a lie to say that she didn't feel something until Logan whisked behind her. 


She was immediately overtaken with a feeling of fear and veneration like she was swept off of her feet by a strong wave of water and dashed into the sea to drown. 


 "Lo-logan?" She knew at once that it was Logan; he wasn't surprised, the feeling had to be mutual. "Is that a gun?" She gulped. Seemed like she was never going to be free of Logan Creed. 


 «why wasn't he dead? What happened?» questions only he could answer ran helter-skelter through her mind, and just as if Logan was reading her mind, he replied. 


I'm All Yours