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Hanna“Alpha …” Ivan stops himself from saying more, his brows furrowed and lips tightly pressed together.I turn around to face Logan, who’s leaning on the wall, his arms crossed.“What did you say?”“You heard me, sweetheart.”“Don’t call me that.”“I’ll think of something else then.” He pushes himself upright, then extends an arm. “You hungry? How does brunch sound?”To say I’m appalled is an understatement. My dad is right over here, probably dying, and he’s asking me out to eat? He’s really asking to be punched.“Excuse me?”“You are excused. Therefore, can we go now?”“Alpha, please don’t do this,” Ivan interjects, a deep frown on his face and a look of disapproval in his hazel eyes.“If we’re playing this game o
HannaItâs as if years have been shaved off of my life by the time we reach the hospital. Logan kept quiet the entire time while I tried my best to look at anything but him. Heâs wearing a black shirt now, something he just had lying in the backseat apparently.He drops me off near the entrance then proceeds into the underground parking lot. It seems the building has been renovated. This main building used to only have three floors, but it now looks taller with its additional floors and more modern with all the additional embellishments like large screens, hallway signs, and curved monitors.I figure Logan will take the elevator from there so I go ahead and inquire at the nurse station for my dadâs room number.The nurse has a round face with baby cheeks and round brown eyes. Her black hair has been tied up in a tight bun, and blue scrubs hangs from her frame. She notices my presence and gasps when she glances up from the screen.
HannaOr so I said.I was so confident earlier, but now that Iâm standing in front of his office with only this obnoxious pair of heavy double doors separating us, all that confidence shot out my ass.What do I do if he doesnât accept?Just the thought of having to ask Marigold to help me seal the deal makes me want to puke.Well, itâs now or never.Letâs get this over with.I knock three times before opening the door, and moons, do I wish I waited for a reply. This scene shouldnât be seen by anyone who wants to keep their breakfast inside their stomachs.Scattered on the floor are documents along with an upside-down laptop partly closed like they were swept off the table without care. Loganâs leaning on a bookshelf with a woman wearing red lacy lingerie on her knees right in front of him. Heâs got a fistful of her long blonde hair and his other hand wrapped around her delicate
HannaDadâs left for the doctor at first light, leaving Dean and I alone until my appointment with Logan. Surprised is an understatement to describe how I felt this morning when I found the first floor cleaned spotless, the dining table cleared with a fresh bouquet of roses and a note with my name on it, and the dishes from last night all washed, wiped dry, and returned to their respective drawers.Itâs oddly impressive.I didnât check if the door was locked last night, and I was so sure heâd left. He mustâve returned when we were all fast asleep. Who knew I could sleep through a person cleaning the house in the dead of night?Dad didnât comment on the gift, though we all knew the sender. He observed Dean a little, who appeared nonchalant about the not-so-secret cleaner and likewise said nothing.Speaking of Dean, heâs pleading with nearly irresistible puppy dog eyes again.âTake me with you. Please? Iâll rub your feet
HannaI turn the lights off before shutting the door.The hallway is empty. As I peek downstairs, I see Dean and Logan silently cleaning the mess. Itâs an uncanny sightâtwo grown men crouching on the floor, one with a handheld broom and dustpan and the other picking up broken pieces with his bare hands. One a distinguished Gamma and the other the Alpha himself, both doing the typical work of lower ranked wolves. I have half a mind to take a picture, but I might get into deeper waters than Iâm already in. Besides, Logan might tease me nonstop for it. The thought is annoying enough.I make way down to join them. All these worries on top of a long, tiring day have me exhausted.âThis was why I wanted to see you tonight.âIâd like to ask Logan what he meant, but itâll have to wait for tomorrow.âItâs nice of you to help, but you know you donât have to. Please leave it to us, Alpha.âLogan looks at me like Iâve grown another head. âWhy do you bother? You know my answer.ââThis is abuse of
HannaOur laughter dies down as our attention turns to them. It should be expected that the loudest in the room thoughtlessly speaks first, somehow forgetting that a patient is unconscious upstairs.âPut her down. Right now,â he orders in a loud voice.Ivan lowers me gently the next instant. He raises both hands in the form of a surrender. âWhatâs up with you? Canât I greet an old friend?ââNo.âMy eyes roll from the definite tone of his voice. Heâs being quite rude for someone uninvited. âKeep it down, will you? This isnât your house.âIvan simply shrugs and points his chin to Dean, who was standing midway through the stairs. âWhoâre you? Havenât seen the likes of you before.ââNobody important,â Logan answers for him while staring at me with narrowed eyes. âJasonâs upstairs. You should check on him first.ââHeâs Dean Chanler from Blackwood.âI ignore Loganâs pointed look in my direction