Beta Logan
I crossed my arms, taking a defiant stance and in the very next moment, her hand went flying towards me, in an attempt to probably slap me but suddenly got stopped mid-air, by another, much bigger hand.
“What do you think you’re doing?” A deep, masculine voice echoed through the silence and I quickly recognised the owner.
Logan.
Silence.
Nothing came out of her mouth, but still, she kept glaring at me, obviously unsatisfied that she was stopped from completing her action.
He then let go of her hand and walked towards me, suddenly grabbing my arm, yanking me off the couch, hard, but not enough to hurt me, my small, fragile frame slamming against his hard chest in the process, making me escape
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