I Didn't Do It Logan Novels & Stories

“Because I stopped it. I called the whole damn thing off.” His relief was quick—barely a flash in his eyes—but I saw it. And I hated him more for it. “You told me we were hitting the Silverclaw Alpha and his Eastern Ridge girlfriend,” I snapped. “That was the agreement. That’s what you said. An ambush. A message. Not a fucking child.” “I didn’t know the kid would be with them,” Logan said, lifting his hands like that excused it. “It was supposed to be Derek and the lady. Alone. That’s it.”

"We didn't go to the same school, did we?" My heart stops beating. Lying is the only way out. I can't reveal my true identity to Logan; reliving the shame from that rejection in the past would kill me at the spot. "No, we didn't go to the same school." Logan laughs. "Did we date in the past? Is that why you hate me so much?" Ha. I wish we dated in the past. Back when I thought you had a heart inside that chest of yours. "Nope." "I didn't think so either," Logan admits. "I would have remembered a pretty face like yours."

A frown pulls at my face and Logan quickly blurts out, “they won’t find out anything, the guards have been dealt with.” My heart nearly leaps in my throat at his words as I step back. Did Logan kill the guards just to get to talk to me? The look on my face has to be enough for him to know what I’m thinking about, because Logan shakes his head and raises his hands. “No, no, don’t think the worst of me. I didn’t kill them, the guards are unconscious but otherwise unharmed. I swear, I didn’t kill them.” I glance at him again, hesitant to say anything at all.

I inquired, seeking confirmation. Logan hesitated, his fingers running through his hair as he struggled to articulate his feelings. "I don't know, Ryder. But there's something about her that feels different, unlike any other girl. I feel... possessive over her. It's hard to explain, but I genuinely want her all to myself," he stammered, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. This was a side of Logan Mancini that I had never witnessed before. "Don't worry, Logan. You'll figure it out, just as Alex did. The key is to be honest with her and have an open conversation before it's too late," I advised, offering a supportive nod.

“You stood in the woods with the Luna of Dawn Crest, who is, by the way, the prettiest of us all and I’m supposed to stay quiet? Am I supposed to smile and nod like a good wife?” Logan’s grip loosened. Fiona felt the tension in him shift. His hands fell away from her slowly. He stared. “You saw that?” he asked, voice suddenly lower. Strained. Fiona turned her face away. She didn’t answer. “I didn’t…” Logan stepped back, running a hand through his hair. “I didn’t do anything with her. I told her no. I left her standing there.” Fiona stayed quiet, but her fingers dug into the edge of her robe.

I will just continue with life single it hasn’t been that bad. Logan: I’m sorry

However, I didn't catch any unfamiliar scent or hear any footsteps. "I should inform you beforehand that I am very faithful to my wife," Logan suddenly appeared, making me jump. "I'm not here for you. I was getting ready for a date when some idiot needed to meet." "So you ditched your date to see me?" "Main topic, Logan." "Alright. I'm here to say... I’m out. I won't be helping you all anymore." He held his hands up defensively. "I know you’re angry, but I care about my family more. Okay?"

Logan mutters, leaning back in his chair as he shook his head. I didn’t know what to say. This time I wasn’t lying. I couldn’t remember anything, let alone sleeping with the man sitting opposite me. “I don’t….” “It’s okay, Lana. It wasn’t you anyway. I know that now.” Logan mutters “I’m sorry.” I mumble to Blake. What else could I say? I had been part of something horrific. Something that I was conned into doing and couldn't even remember the man in front of me. But I was starting to think it explained why he seemed familiar.

“You were great, Mr. Stone. But keep in mind, the audience needs a follow-up. You’re going to break the box office; I am sure of that.” In all that joy, I left Dominic alone. Especially since I had received a call from Logan, who informed me he had news about Tom’s case and those involved in my attack. I left without him seeing me and walked somewhere behind the hotel, down on a rather side street. I didn’t want anyone to overhear my conversation with him. Much less Dominic. “Logan, what is it? What did you find out?” I asked curiously, looking in all directions in case I was being followed.

I stammered, feeling the weight of his gaze. “You don’t?” Logan asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “It was quite memorable.” I forced a smile, trying to deflect. “Forget what happened that day,” I said, my voice taking on a more dramatic tone. “Let’s focus on tonight, our special night.” Logan’s eyes narrowed, clearly not convinced. “He’s not going to be deceived easily,” I thought. “I have to play this carefully.”