Weapon X Logan Novels & Stories

“I’m not going to hurt you.” Peering into his eyes told her a few things. His pupils were unusually large and he seemed a little confused. Jacob had obviously drugged him pretty strongly but she had no idea what he’d used. The powerful guy sprawled on the floor probably couldn’t move. He’d have fought otherwise when Jacob had assaulted him. He lay meekly next to her but his eyes were lively and another growl tore from his slightly parted lips. She tried not to shiver from the sight of his sharp fangs.

We’re together all the time, and I haven’t seen him buy anything, let alone anything that would be applicable… now. After he sees my head shake, I hear vibrations start. I twitch, trying to look over my shoulder at what exactly Logan bought for me, but I’ve moved too slowly. I feel the vibrator touch my entrance and can’t help pressing back on it. Logan chuckles as he presses what turns out to be a bullet vibrator further into me. “That’s right, baby, I know you need it. Fuck, the way you just clenched around my fingers has me wanting to reward you already. Keep moving your hips like that and ride my face, Emory. You’re going to get your prize all by yourself.” I hadn’t even realized I was s

He just sat there, gripping the armrest of his chair, his jaw locked tight as his guards went down one after another. And me? I couldn’t help it. I smiled. Because I knew how this would play out. They didn’t stand a chance. Logan wasn’t just some angry man. He was a wolf. A trained fighter. The guards didn’t even know what hit them. Within seconds, the room was a mess… two men groaning on the floor, another slumped against the wall, and Logan standing in the middle of it all, his chest rising and falling. He didn’t even look winded.

Right on cue, in the very next moment, the loud slam of the door being suddenly burst open reached my ears, Derek’s weight painfully pressing against my small frame instantly lifted as a forceful punch landed on the side of his face, sending him flying to the nearest wall. My gaze instantly snapped up, noticing Logan’s intimidating frame standing right above me, those midnight blue eyes turned completely black as he stared right back into mine for a brief moment, before he quickly averted his attention back to Derek. “What did I tell you about touching her?” He growled, seething with fury, wasting no time as he rushed straight towards Derek who by the way was still trying to recover after th

Instead, his grip tightens and he moves past them, and I follow silently. I’m about to let out a breath of relief when fresh hell unfolds, because the one with the big mouth just had to say something. “She’s got a nice arse too.” Logan freezes, and I immediately start to worry about witnessing a murder. He looks at me, his eyes analyzing the impact of his words on me. But there’s something else. “Do you really need my permission?” I ask once I’m able to sense it. He nods. “That’s how it works.”

They quickly helped Logan up. Logan covered his cheek with his hand as he glared furiously at Chase. “How are you hit me? Do you have any idea who I am? “Listen up. My name is Logan Hampton and my father is the Commander-in-Chief for West Oceania, Marshal Kent Hampton! “Touch me and I promise you that you’ll be finished!” Logan said loudly. The muscled men next to him took out their handguns and aimed them at Chase and the rest.

“Am I?” Anton finally released him, standing up slowly. “Who?” Logan tilted his head, a slow smirk curling his lips despite the pain. “You want names? Places?” He shook his head. “That’s not how this works.” Anton’s jaw clenched. “Then let me rephrase.” He pulled out his gun and aimed it directly between Logan’s eyes. “Who’s the target?” The smirk slipped, but only slightly. “You think I’d just tell you?”

He replied. "You're the one who doesn't seem to grasp what's happening here." A voice said from behind the crowd and everyone gave way to see who it was. Logan walked in, bloodied and wounded from the fight. "Do you have any idea who you teamed up with? She was only using you both. We found weapons made out of wolfsbane in there." "What?" Evelyn exclaimed, shocked. "What would that be doing there? We never put those there."

His expression twists into something unreadable, and I can see the rage barely buried under grief. “I swear to you, Lucian… you are not getting out of here alive.” He continues, his tone now laced with venom. I lift my head slightly and smirk. “Logan, you and your little pack of cowards have tortured me for days. You’re lucky I only bit one of you.” I swallow the lump in my throat. “I should’ve killed all of you.” His jaw tightens, and without another word, he reaches behind his back, pulls out a stun gun, and click. He fires.

Logan let go of me as focused his gaze on them, probably trying to make them pass out like he’s been doing to the rest we’ve encountered before we arrive here. “Looks like I have to take them out the old fashioned way, they’re fortified against psychic attacks. Can’t shut them down!” Logan explained to me before he went forward to engage the two guards in a brawl. Sometimes I forget he wasn’t just a jerk Alpha back at the pack, he was a trained asshole who was actually in charge of recruiting warriors. He’s a master combatant and I usually forget that because his existence never mattered to me until now. I watched him display his combat skills, dodging the attacks thrown at him in a way that