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43. Logan — Amnesia

Logan

Her scent, mint and honey, wasn't new to me. But for someone who didn't know where he was, who he was, this woman right here was driving me crazy. Her beautiful eyes, her smile, the feel of her embrace, everything about her felt heavenly and pure.

I caressed her cheeks and moved, held her up, zooming into those magnificent blue eyes.

I didn't want to let her go.

I desired to cage her in my embrace and hold her forever.

That is our mate, you fucker.

I heard a voice in my head and I withdrew in fear, losing my balance and falling ass flat on the floor. This voice emerged after I had told the woman in front of me I didn't know her. “Logan, you don't remember me?” She queried. I regained my stance with a conflicted expression. She stepped toward me, and I backtracked in fright.

“Careful, else you'll fall again.” She giggled with an amused look.

“You’re pregnant. I should be worried about you.” The concerned expression on my face hadn't faded.

“Our pups.” She muttered and lev
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