LOGINLogan I held the doors open for her so we could leave the apartment for dinner. We walked down the stairs hand in hand, Anna met with us at the bottom of the stairs. "Luna, Alpha." She greeted us. "Just making sure you don't need me to reschedule." She smiled. "No, thank you for all your hard work." I smiled at her. Isabelle gave her a quick hug. "As requested, all female staff. Chef was a little upset he couldn't cook, but he understood." She led us to the dinging room and opened the door for us. Everyone stood, inculding Tristian, and bowed their heads. I stopped by Mae's seat and whispered to her. "If at any point you need to leave, or you're not feeling well. Please just stand and go, we understand." I instructed her. "Yes, Alpha." She whispered coarsly but blushed because she was being singled out. I looked over to Max, and he nodded, also understanding her intructions. "Everett can take lead if needed." I held my hand out for him to shake, which he did happily. As
Isabelle I quickly ran up the stairs to my apartment and crashed into the door. I ran down the hall to the bedroom and slammed the bathroom door shut before I started vomiting. A couple of moments later, I heard the door open behind me and Lauren's soft concerning voice. "Are you okay?" She asked, walking over to rub my back. She sat beside the toliet and continued to rub my back because instead of answering, I responded with more vomit. "So that's a no." We stayed like that for a while before I finally stopped vomitting. "Can I get you some water?" I nodded my head and gestured to the mini fridge under our sink. She grabbed me a water and a sports drink and handed them both to me. "Thank you." I smiled, opening the water and taking a small swig. "Why do you have a mini fridge in the bathroom?" She asked, looking at me weirdly. I shrugged, Logan never gave me an answer to that question either. "How are you doing?" She asked me, sitting back down on the cool bathroom floor n
Logan My Uncle Christoper, Alpha from the Cresent White pack, looked at me with an extremely puzzeled expression. I had just asked about Emily Fall, my mate's, Isabelle's deceased mother. "I'm just curious, is all." Wanting to get the rest of the information before I decided to reval my information. My uncle took a deep breath and rubbed the back of his neck. He started pacing my office floor before deciding to answer me. "She was your grandfather's, Beta's daughter. Emily was the only child they were able to conceive, and not for the lack of trying." He chuckled to himself. "And she was mated to Alpha David on a beautiful autum day. But I know one thing for sure, your grandfather almost didn't allow it." I cocked my head at him and raised an eyebrow. "How come?" I asked him. "Your Granfather was a wise Alpha, and he always had a knack for telling who was going to be good for the pack and who was not. A gift that I heard recently, he passed to you." He smiled at me with
Logan We were leaving the infrimarry. I drapped my arm over Isabelle's shoulder. Iz sighed and relaxed a little under my tough. We stopped at the bottom of the stairs before she turned to me and wrapped her arms around my waist. "I rescheduled our lunch with Tristain to a dinner toigiht." She got up on her tip toes and gave me a soft peck on the lips. "Well, that means I have to go, I have a workout session with Everett and Lauren. And I need to go change." She said with a pouty lip that made me want to pin her against the wall and bite. "That's okay even though I asked my mom to reach out to my uncle. I kind of went ahead and did it, while Max was sleeping. They should be here within the hour. See you for dinner?" I ask her with a smile. "Of course." She gave me a soft kiss again and then started to jog up the stairs. I decided to stay at the bottom of the steps and watch her for as long as I possible could. Trying to fight the fact that she turns me on. I turned to my office
Isabelle "Come on, man." Logan grabbed Max and wrapped one of Max's arms over his shoulder. "I'll set you on the couch in my office down the hall. That way, you're not too far." "Okay, but only for ten minutes." Max said groggily. River and I looked at each other and smiled. We both tried to hide our laughter because a groggy Max was so funny. River and I stayed there for a little bit before one of us spoke. "I'm going to go do some paperwork. Good luck." River said and rubbed my arm. "Thanks." I tell her. I turned towards Mae's curtain, taking one last look over to Ellen and Cynthia. Ellie looked like she was crying, and Cynthia tried to console her. I take a deep breath and open her curtain. Mae was still sitting up in her bed, but at least she was out of yesterday's dress. It looked like someone, probably Max or Cheryl, brushed her hair and wiped her light layer of makeup off. I sat at the foot of her bed, resting my hand on her lower leg. "Hey," I said in a soft voice. I
Isabelle Logan left to go talk to Ellen, River briefly got up to turn off the intercom in her room. She came back and knelt back down in front of me. "Isabelle, have you ever thought about therapy?" River asked me, I shook my head at her. "I think you might want to consider it." "Why?" I ask her, still sliently sobbing, trying desperately to regain my composure. "You've been through a lot and now challenging your father." She rested her hand on my knee. "I have a colleague in the pack village. She does amazing work." "She even helped me." I looked up to see Cynthia walking over and knealing in front of me. I titled my head to the side. "Logan linked me. Listen, therapy is really helpful. She helped me after my mate died. She helped Lauren, too." Cynthia placed her hand on my other knee, giving me a kind smile. I took a breath and looked at both of them, then staring at the back wall. "I will consider it, but Logan has been very helpful. I know it's not the same, but I think







