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Call of the White wolf thirty
Aella glanced at the door to see who had the guts to cut off her attempt at rejecting the alpha. She was about to utter a retort when she saw that it was Logan's mistress. She frowned and looked away when the other woman entered.Logan's mistress obviously did not know when to appear and when to stay back. She obviously thought that she could walk into any room the way she pleased, just because she was the mistress of an alpha. Aella was so pissed off and angry that it was a surprise that steam wasn't pouring out of her ears."Hello." Louve greeted. She could feel the tension between Logan and Aella like a current. It was so strong that it felt like she could cut through it with a knife. Her eyes glanced at Logan's hand holding Aella's own and she looked at them suspiciously. She could guess the type of relationship between them but she kept her guess to herself. I'm sorry. I got the impression that you were having a personal fight with me, so I came here to apologize if I did anythi
Call of the White wolf thirty one
Aella sat in the foyer of the pack house, calmly reading her book. It had been two days since the incident with Louve and she had gotten over the initial embarrassment. She had become fast friends with Louve, who was the kindest person she had become very met.The kindness sometimes scared her, as she wasn't used to someone being so nice and approachable. All her life, she had been used to hostile, sinister people, and Louve proved to be a pleasant surprise to her.She smiled as she turned a page of her book. Perhaps she had made a best friend, who knows? Staying in this pack was definitely changing her in different ways.She looked up as a sound distracted her and saw that it was Louve entering the foyer. She smiled as she saw the other woman and waved happily. When did you start waving happily? Her wolf asked but she ignored it."Hey! I was starting to wonder where you went after breakfast." Louve said, smiling. She closed the glass doors of the foyer behind her and walked towards A
Call of the White wolf thirty two
The creek that Logan usually visited to clear his head was running again. The alpha sat by it on the tree stump, with his pants legs rolled up and his feet in the running water. He let the coolness of the creek wash over his anxieties and worries of the last few days. Soon he started to feel better, and he gave a huge sigh of contentment.The grove of trees around the creek was deathly quiet save for the chirping of birds and the whispering of the trees. He closed his eyes and let his mind wander, thinking about anything but the pack or Aella or the rogue killings.It was clear that Logan was a great lover of nature as he soon got himself lost in its tranquillity. This particular creek held much sentimental value for him as he had discovered it when he was a young boy. The stream of water seemed to have some kind of pull or control over him as he had found himself coming here again and again when he needed to clear his head. And he found out he needed to clear his head more and more a
Call of the White wolf thirty three
Louve caught up to Logan and they continued to walk in silence. There were a lot of plans in her head as to how she would bring Logan and his mate even closer but she didn't share them. She knew how her cousin would react to them anyway.She was an expert in bringing two lovers together; two people who were destined to be with each other. Although she hadn't been blessed with her own mate by the Goddess, she always tried her best to see to it that others have a blissful relationship with theirs. And now that Logan had confessed to her that he had successfully imprinted on someone, she had taken it upon herself to make him fall in love with her.She also suspected that Logan and whomever his mate was hadn't had sex. Sex was the final stage of mating and after they had sex, they would be absolutely inseparable. But with the way Logan was acting as though he didn't want his mate, she knew that they hadn't consummated the union.Logan glanced at his cousin as they walked towards the pack
Call of the White wolf thirty four
Casper walked forward to meet them. He looked between the both of them with an interested expression on his face. "What's going on? Why are you two walking around in the forest?""You should ask her." Logan pointed to his cousin, who was still staring at the beta with unusual attention. "She dragged me into the forest because of a smell."Casper looked at Louve "There are several smells in the forest. Why–" He stopped and the expression on his face melted as he looked into her eyes.They looked at each other with awe, as though they were seeing each other for the first time. Logan could almost feel the current of passion between them. It was almost palpable, like something physical. It was like an invisible rope of synergy was drawing them closer to each other, filling them with an intense desire, until they felt like they couldn't do without each other.Logan looked from one to the other, wondering what was making them act so lovestruck. Something was definitely up."Hey. Hey!" He ca
Call of the White wolf thirty five
Aella's POV"Aaargh! I'm so fucking bored!" Aella yelled and sank into the couch by the window. She swung her legs lazily, looking around for something that she could do.If you're bored, then go do something interesting. Her wolf said, rolling her eyes. There are a ton of things to do, girl.What exactly is fun to do around here? Aella replied to her mate. Should I go out and start running around a training ground with teenage wolves?She missed Louve so much. She could not imagine that she would miss someone she had just met, but that was how she felt. She had never missed a person in her entire life, except Logan on some days, but Logan was different. He was her mate and she had no other option but to have those feelings for him. It seemed that her usual characters were changing in ways that she could not explain.She picked up the book she was reading and tried to busy herself with reading but she just couldn't. She couldn't concentrate or do anything meaningful. She was restless
Call of the White wolf thirty six
Meanwhile, Logan was still waiting for his mate in the bedroom that they shared, oblivious to whatever was going on. He sat by the bedside after going into the gardens to check up on her. He had wanted to go straight to bed but his broken heart had kept him awake. It was highly frustrating trying to will his heart not to get too worried. He didn't realise how much he would miss her if she left his presence. It was like he was in physical pain. Even his wolf was whimpering with its tail between its legs. He placed his face into his hands and felt wetness. He hadn't even realised he was shedding tears. He stared at his wet hands with disbelief. How could one person get him so vulnerable and emotional? He wanted to cry out and tear his clothes in sadness. He wanted to morph into his wolf form and let out a great howl. His heart was broken, and he didn't know how to fix it. He resolved to keep her by his side always when next he saw her, damn the consequences. He couldn't keep feeling t
Call of the White wolf thirty seven
Aella's dreams were as riotous as her life. She dreamt first of the woman in the picture frame: Logan's mother. The woman stood before her in the pack's garden, among the white tulips and with a beautiful smile on her face. "Keep my son safe." She whispered.Then Logan's mother morphed into Aella's parents in wolf form, standing.a distance from her in a deep dark forest. "Run, Little One." They called out "He will soon be here." But before she could do anything, a great black wolf came from behind and attacked her parents, tearing them into shreds.Her screams of terror were shut down by Kylie, whose hands were clamped down on her mouth. The woman's eyes shine amber with rage. "You can never be loved by the alpha." She growled. She thrashed around and screamed inaudibly as Kylie held down her mouth–And woke up in a pool of her own sweat, her mouth panting and her heart racing away. Aella groaned as a splitting headache attacked her head and she grabbed her head convulsively."Fuck, f
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