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One hundred and seventeen.

Damien’s POV

I couldn’t ask Logan to do such a thing and what if he did it and it turned up nothing, everything would have been a waste of time, thankfully Irina understood that I didn't want him to use his abilities.

The girls come running in and jump up to me, I loved all the hugs they gave. Since Logan had grown, he didn’t want the hugs as much and preferred a fist bump.

“Daddy, come play” they speak in unison, their deep green eyes piercing my own as they grinned and as I lower them to the ground, they tug at my hands, as I allow them to pull me out towards their room.

Turning the corner, the girls scream as we come face to face with Logan. Irina comes running out and grabs Logans hands, dropping to her knees as she tries to pull him from his trance. His eyes were a solid white and I call for an omega to take the girls. We hadn’t seen Logan like this in years.

“Logan!”

He doesn’t respond and Irina goes into panic mode, tears streaming down her face as she whispers ‘don’t do this’
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Melinda Rogers
They playing with fire ... this boy smh. Logan is a lot to deal with
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