CHAPTER EIGHTY

“Do whatever you like,” I murmur, looking away from him. “Leave me alone. I want to sleep.”

His finger runs over my cheek, his voice thoughtful, “He left your face untouched. “I guess I should be grateful for that.”

I scoff but don’t say anything.

He seemingly waits for a response and then says, “If you want to sleep, I can offer you better accommodations.”

“No thanks,” I say, dryly. “I don’t want to revisit the torture chamber again. Once was enough.”

“I meant by personal chambers,” Logan is stroking my face. “You can sleep in my bed.”

I look at him now and I remember what I said to Ben.

I could give in.

What’s the worse that will happen?

He’s the Alpha. He’ll give me a place to belong.

However, my thoughts go to Balin for some reason and my heart skips a beat.

“What is your answer?”

I stare at the old Alpha, “You’re not young. You expect me to believe that you don’t have a mate.”

His lips curve and I see a terrifying emotion on his eyes, “I’ve had plenty of mates. But t