Before I even know it, I stand from my desk and quickly walk inside of Logan's office. He immediately drops the piece of paper in his hand and gives me his full attention, his eyes focused on mine as I look down at him from in front of his desk. He leans back in his chair, the quiet squeak from the
EmilyHeat floods my cheeks at Logan's words. I divert my gaze and look away, pushing back the strands of hair that falls into my face behind my ear. I nod my head, unsure of what else to do in this moment as my emotions overwhelmed my mind and body, and I walk back around the conference room table
“So,” Dorothy fills in the silence of the room, “you said that you have some information for our case?”Emily looks at me. I say nothing, simply nodding, allowing her to take charge. I know that she wants to feel in control, to hold the reins of her life in her hands with no outside interference.“Y
LoganEmily and I sit inside of an empty conference room that is tucked away from the rest of the pack. Before we even entered inside of the room, I had Tony, my Beta, and one of the Delta's that I have assigned to protect Emily and myself to check the room for any listening or recording devices. On
Third PersonChloe enters the large restaurant, a designer bag hanging from the crook of her elbow, her hair, swinging back-and-forth with every single step that she takes, traveling deeper inside of the restaurant. Her eyes scan the area and she quickly finds her parents. She heads to the table and
“We deserve a day for ourselves,” he nods his head and turns back around, continuing to cook. He flips a pancake, revealing a burnt side. He slightly recoils at the sight, his eyes darting between me and the not-so fluffy pancake.“Do you have something planned for us?” I ask. My curiosity is piqued