Chapter 12 Little angel

~Logan's pov~

It's been a week since my mate moved in and she has improved significantly in training.

A few days ago my men came to report the activities of the underworld. They are getting close to locate her and she's not totally prepared.

If only I could alter her destiny, we will be able to live normal lives. Looking at my mate relentlessly fighting one of my men makes me feel a sense of pride.

She's a stunning beauty even when training. She's a fast learner and is already familiar with parts of her demon. I've taught her how to fight alongside her demon and she's doing quite well. Perhaps within three weeks she'll be fit and strong enough to fight me. Hahaha I can't wait.

During the last four rounds Darius had always ended up pointing his sword at my mate's neck. But she's showing no signs of giving up. She's really persistent.

"Again!" She said picking up her sword.

"Layla lets take a short break. Five minutes only."

"Alright. I'll go get myself water." She turned walking out of the training grounds. My eyes were glued to her back until she was out of sight.

"My Lord." Darius said with a bow.

"My lady has improved well enough. Any less calculations and she would have won. She's resilient and it's a good thing for her." Darius reported to me as we walked to a near by chair to sit.

"Hm. I noticed. She might as well win the next round. I saw her eyes changing colours when she left."

"I won't give her the chance to defeat me."

"Alright that's exactly what I wanted to hear. From tomorrow Milo will continue from where you stopped. You can continue your findings on the demons. You know I want every single detail on their tracking of my mate. I don't want to be taken by surprise. Also tell the others that they'll be taking turns in training her."

As soon as I finished talking Layla walked right towards us holding two bottled water.

"Have this." She hands one to me and the other to Darius.

"Let's start. Five minutes has been exhausted." She added. She had this determined look on her face. She seems to be changing everyday. My eighteen year old darling is getting matured seconds by seconds.

I wasn't expecting the round to be this intense because it is. She's not even giving Darius breathing space, attacking from every angle possible.

Combined with her speed and agility Darius is definitely having a hard time. I feel like her demon is partially in control. Sweat glistened down her forehead as she effortlessly swings her sword.

She's damn gorgeous. There's no woman that can be compared to my mate. She's everything.

I begin daydreaming about our first night, our kids, living without problems while loving and trusting eachother dearly. It's only a matter of time.

As I returned from my world of fantasies I witnessed the tip of my mate's blade pointed at the vulnerable part of Darius's neck.

"Wow. My mate is awesome." I stood up from my seat while cheering and clapping for her. She's all smiles right now. Her smile is breath taking.

"Come, come here." I said opening my arms wide for a hug. Still caught in the moment, she runs into my arms.

I wrap my arms round her slim waist as she buried her face in my chest.

Oh heavens she smells so good.

Soon her body becomes stiff. I guess she now realises she's hugging me but before she could withdraw, I took a step back with a big smile plastered on my face.

"You did well today. No you are impressive." I commended her.

"I know. I'm the best!" She said sounding narcissistic. What else can I do than to indulge her?

"Yes my mate is the best! A very fast learner too." As soon as I finished with my praises, her smile widens more.

"Let's go inside I bet you're hungry." I said as I ruffled her hair. Turning to Darius who was also smiling I asked: " Care to join us for lunch?"

"Thank you for the offer my lord but I have to return." He said bowing.

"Alright you may leave." My mate and I watched him leave before heading inside.

"I quickly wash up before joining you. I feel uncomfortable."

"Alright. I'll wait for you." She turned to leave as I settled down at the dining table.

Minutes later, Layla walks out of the elevator dressed in a chiffon dress with her hair tied in a neat ponytail.

"Let's eat." I said as she took the seat next to me. Throughout the food I couldn't help stealing glances at my mate. She had no makeup on yet she is beautiful. What a beauty.

As I look again, this time I couldn't look away and she's raises her gaze to meet mine.

"Is there something on my face?" I snapped back to reality as her question threw me off balance.

"No. Nothing at all. Your face is as flawless as ever." I replied while tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ears.

She began blushing as her cheeks turned bright pink.

"Why is it so hot in here?" She said while using here hands to fan her heated cheeks. I chuckled at her actions.

"Cute."

"Huh?" Her hands paused.

"You are cute."

Oh no. Now the colour of her cheeks intensifies and her ears turns red. It's just a little teasing.

She didn't say anything and resumes eating.

"Take it easy mate. I don't want you choking on your meal. Let me feed you." I didn't wait for her response before I started feeding her.

I've never seen her this shy. Most of the time our eyes usually locks but she would shyly avert her gaze.

Once we were done, she didn't spend a second extra before dashing off to her room.

Her actions left me laughing. At least I have some effects on her. She'll definitely come around with time.