Logan After breakfast, Alpha Eric and I get in my car and drive to the Blue Blood pack with Arya and Jex in the car with us. Another car is behind us where the pack's gamma drives with Jordan. We have decided to go and check it out first before we plan for the rest of the pack to settle in. We drive into the empty drive-through leading to the pack house which stands in wrecks. Getting out of the vehicles, we take a look around. In bright daylight, the damage can be assessed more clearly. We walk around observing. We meet a reconstructing team which is redoing the roof of the pack's hall. The leader of the team comes up to meet us. "Alpha," he bows his head to Eric who just nods. He is dumbfounded by how much his home is a wreck. I can see Arya is in a similar condition. She is handling this much better than I thought she would. I had proposed that she stay behind with her friends or even make it up to Katherine, on her request to talk to her but, as you know; she is Arya. She ref

Arya I get to meet a lot of important members of the werewolf community. Many that I did not know and I am sure I won't remember them in a few hours. I have met these elegant ladies; the lunas of the other three packs of the land. Luna Eileen of the Moon Howlers pack is the most elegant Luna I have grown looking up to. She is pretty old, and her husband, Alpha Elvis is the oldest alpha amongst the five packs. I feel so honored when she requests to meet me. Luna Eileen has a whole packaged bundle of advice for me. I pay careful attention listening to each and every word of hers. This should have been the kind of advice my mother should have been giving me. She talks to me while holding my hand, making me want to hold onto her and never let go. She tells me a lot about being a Luna of a big pack like the Blacktooth Guardians. She tells me about taking care of the women folk and the children of the pack. Being a luna is like being a mother; another of mothers. I have no child of my own

Logan THERE IS NOTHING more satisfying than coming home from work and finding a warm dinner from your woman. "I made it myself," she says, pulling a chair for me. She looks so domestic a widely... There is something got about that. She has her hair covered and on her dress an apron. I can't stop looking at her. "Are you scared that it might be horrible?" she asks, I raise an eyebrow at her. "Don't worry, I have a lot of practice when it comes to cooking. I promise it won't be as horrible as you think," she says serving me the food from the dishes on the table. The aroma itself is enough to get my mouth watering. "I haven't said anything. You are the one planting the thought in my head. Why do you sound so unsure yet you said you have experience in this," I tell her. "I do, it's just that I haven't cooked in quite some time. I think I might be somehow out of practice," she says. "Well, have you tasted it yet?" I ask. "No," she says, putting cutlery on a plate. "What? Why?" no

AryaI wake up to a touch on my clitoris. I feel two fingers sliding inside me. Suspended between sleep and wakefulness, disoriented, and not sure if this was really happening, I asked, "Logan?""Yes?" I heard his sensual whisper right next to my ear."What are you doing?""I need to get inside you. I'll go crazy if I don't," he says, nearing his hips to mine, his hard cock resting on my buttocks."Mmm.." I moan, trying to stay sleepy. His hand goes around my waist, down to my bare groin. He kisses my neck, and then my cheek. "Logan, " I breathe, feeling myself getting wet already. I am always wet for my mate. I just need a signal to start dripping, especially when he holds me the way he is right now. Slowly, his gingers fingers sink inside me, sliding in and out in a torturously slow rhythm. Tentatively, my hand finds his, stroking him, urging him to go faster. "Ah.. " his fingers start moving quickly. His breathing is raspy against my throat. "I want to be inside you, " he whisp

Arya Today, I paid a visit to Luna Eileen's home. Her house's not as big as ours but it has more embellishments than hours. Our house is like a bachelor's house. I have been thinking a lot about adding a woman's touch to it, just that I haven't talked to Logan about it. Eileen shows me around her house, the dining room, the living room, the sitting room, and her kitchen. I am mesmerized by the glamour in everything. We talk about random things and she feeds me a tasty lunch from her favorite chef. In brief, I had a lot to learn and I enjoyed my visit. She informed me of the Luna circle meeting that is still being arranged. She promises to give me a call when they set the date and time. On my drive back home, I feel like a reformed grown woman. I feel so responsible and motivated. I am resolved to spend more time with these experienced women who know how to handle such a position of being a Luna. Logan has been at home the whole day, working in the office of the Alpha. He called f