043: Ranging Jealousy

Gwen was enthralled.

Excitement wasn't the right word to illustrate how she felt. Waking up that morning felt like waking up from a fantasy dream that would soon take place because Gwen was sure that dream would come true.

She lunged out of bed, feeling joyous. It had been 3 months since she arrived in White Claw Pack and things had been striding greasy. She had gotten along with the people, she loved them and they seemed to adore her too, especially her brother who had taken the part of her guru and cart. Though he might not have the ability in his veins, he was extremely knowledgeable, proving Onyx right.

And then, there was Logan. Gwen didn't want to think about it but she couldn't help it. Logan was extremely handsome, with his jet-black hair, his crimson eyes that made her heart flick whenever he looked at her, his sharp features, his masculine form, and his subtle voice. Everything about him was perfect and she couldn't help the faint blush that always marries her cheeks wheneve