CHAPTER 45 Hazel's request

　　Hazel follows Logan to the kitchen to put away the dishes; well, that was what it seemed like but she had actually asked him to meet her there so she could tell him why she had come.

　　Hazel frowned and dropped the plates in the washbasin, “Why the hell did you do that? She feels bad now and it is all because of you,” she pointed out in disappointment.

　　“Forget about Orla, I will take care of my mate… tell me why you are here,” he requested.

　　Hazel sighed and looked towards the door to verify and confirm that they were alone, and then she turned back to Logan who had a crumpled face.

　　“Um… I need your help,” she said in a soft voice and scratched her head.

　　“Of course you do, I mean… you always do. Okay, I am listening…” he muttered and scoffed.

　　Hazel chuckled and scratched her head. “Promise me that you will help me out,” she requested.