Theodore Logan Novels & Stories

I have no idea if he's angry or not. "Some bitch hit you," he lets me know, I just nod, "Theodore Heiden came and saved you, trying to look like a hero to everyone, then he brought us home. He growled and pulled his weight to make Logan stay at the gala instead of coming with us. That damn kid is just like his father." What the hell? "Is Logan upset?" I ask, even more confused now. What the hell was Theodore doing there? Okay, as soon as I asked myself that question I know the answer. He IS Greyhound, if there’s an important event of course he has to be there.

The Alpha King and Alpha Prince had unique phone numbers, and no one had similar phone numbers to us. Feeling confused, I decided to call him, and he picked it up before the second ring could be heard. I rolled my eyes. How desperate was he to pick up the phone so fast? “Pretty lady…” His flirtatious voice sounded instantly, which made me want to puke. “Logan,” I growled. “You didn't know your own cousin's number?” Logan was my cousin, but his pack was located on another continent, and we seldom met. There was a few seconds of silence before Logan’s surprised voice came through the receiver again. “Theodore? How come it’s you?”

However, Logan is the same. Same built the same brain. Ugh, men. "Logan, let me talk," I whispered. "Let him talk, Effie," Ares leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest, looking up at Logan. "I want to hear if his brother is worth dating Thea." I groaned, scratching my neck. This can't be good.

He looked familiar as well. “You must be Leah.” He smiled, as I stood to attention in front of the sofa. He outstretched his hand as I looked at him confused. “Oh, apologies, where are my manners. I am Jack Carter, Logans father.” I let out a sigh of relief and accepted his hand, shaking it. “Logan is at the office at the moment.” I explained. “I know, I actually came here to see you.” I tilted my head intrigued. “Have you seen the news?”

Nevertheless, the temporary delay gave Scarlett enough time to find out what we needed to know from Logan, but I knew I would be able to help coax the intel from him during the meal if he persevered in being stubborn. I was aware Logan wouldn’t want to endanger innocent lives, but I’d also noticed he was operating under misguided assumptions most times. His grief had led him far off the path, and it was clear he needed someone to help him find his way again. I might not know the exact circumstances that led to his downfall as leader of the bears and his subsequent imprisonment, but the twisted self-doubts and pitying remarks he’d occasionally made told me enough. I ran through my males, cons

I said. "I just don't think it's worth risking all of our lives again, Alpha," Logan said. "So what? Are we just going to sit here and wait until the next attack? I don't think so. So let's just stick to the plan about finding it and work our way to it." I suggested. "Alright, your wish is my command," Logan relented. "And what about the vampire? What should we do about him?" I asked. "What about him?" Theodore looked confused. "Do you want us to kill him?" Logan asked, his eyes were twinkling. He never did like the vampires, so any chance he gets to kill them, he will take it.

before she could finish talking, they stood infront of two large wooden doors, and a guard pushed them open, revealing a Mason, Lorry, Austin, Queen Veronica, King Damian and Logan, Audrey stopped in her tracks her eyes immediately landing on her mate. Logan wore a royal blue three-piece Armani suit, the waistcoat had gold chains hanging across his lower chest, the jacket hugged his body perfectly, showing off his bulgy figure but not fully, His hair was slicked back exposing his pointy ears and his slit eyebrow that always caused Audrey butterflies, he didn’t wear any earrings or jewelry around his neck, he seemed to have kept everything simple and yet he still managed to look dashing.

The next day, Paul and Peter were sitting in their office, staring at Logan, their best friend and trusted Beta. Logan looked at them as if they had gone mad. The connection between the twins and Logan was deep; they had been inseparable since childhood, and the strong bond between them had been evident from an early age. All three were the same age, twenty-six, but Logan was black, with a muscular, well-defined body and intense green eyes. Logan's wolf was called Teo.

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 Logan I stood there with my blood boiling as this guy who I had no damn idea who he was, stared back at me with a stupid smile on his face. He extended an arm out to me, making my jaw clench, but my son was here. I wasn't going to make a scene in front of him. "So, you're the infamous Logan? Nice to meet you, man." He says smiling.

I breathed, relief washing over me. The Umbra Academy people turned to face him, their expressions wary. Logan didn’t waste any time. He launched himself at the nearest attacker, his movements a blur of strength and precision. Thorin’s growls echoed in my mind, a fierce symphony of power. “Logan is incredible,” I thought, watching him take down the first assailant with ease. His fists moved like lightning, each strike calculated and devastating. He turned to the next attacker, dodging their blows with an effortless grace. “Stay back, Anne,” he ordered, his voice filled with authority. “I’ve got this.”