Page 51 of Logan’s Acadian Wolves

Logan laughed. “Well yes, something like that.” He cleared his throat and dramatically continued. “Once upon a time, there was a smart and sexy princess who was very brave. This princess, she’d been captured by terrible monsters; monsters who wanted to keep her in their tower. But the princess outwitted the monsters and escaped. The monsters were angry and roamed the kingdom looking for her. But a prince found the princess and rescued her. And he slayed the monsters.”

“Ah, sounds like a very interesting premise. Seems as though I may have heard this one before,” she teased.

“You see when the prince rescued the princess, he thought she was the most beautiful and courageous girl he’d ever met. The prince, he was quite taken with the princess. But it was complicated because there were many others who wanted her.” Logan wasn’t sure where he was really going with this story but thought he might as well keep at it.

“One day, the princess and the prince decided to make love…in a conference room,” he laughed. How corny could he get?

Wynter also chuckled. “Here comes the dirty part.”

“Don’t laugh. The princess had been a naughty girl, and in the prince’s defense, he can’t stop thinking about her. He cares about her very much.”

“Does he now?”

“Yes, you see, even though they like making love,” Logan cringed at how he was going about telling her. Almost there. “The princess, she’s in his heart. He’s been alone a very long time. The princess, she makes him feel alive. He wants her, like no other woman. She is his. He just knows.”

Wynter’s breath caught. She knew full well she was the princess. And he was the prince…the prince who wanted no other. What was he trying to say? She prayed he wasn’t going to break her fragile heart.

“So what did he do?” she asked innocently.

“Wyn, I’ve got something to tell you.” Logan spun Wynter around until she straddled him. Face to face, he’d tell her what he’d done. “I know this seems a little fast, but my instinct never fails me. We’ve only been together a few days, but when you’re a wolf…sometimes your wolf, it knows things.” Goddess, he was fucking this up.

Wynter searched his anguished eyes. What was he trying to say?

“Earlier today…in the conference room. You need to understand, the urge was so strong. I should have talked to you but it just happened.”

“What happened?” Wynter asked in surprise.

“When we made love today…it was amazing. I’d been fighting it, but I just couldn’t any longer. I know I should be sorry but I’m not. I care about you…a lot. I want you to stay here with me,” he told her.

“What, Logan, what did you do?” she whispered, taking his face into her hands. As she leaned into him, her breasts brushed his chest. Her lips were mere inches from his.

Logan held her eyes, distracted by the caress of her soft nipples against his chest. Concentrate. This is how you got into trouble in the first place.

“Logan,” she repeated, her eyes growing concerned.

“I marked you, Wyn. Goddess help me, I did. I know we should have talked about it, but it just kind of happened. You and I… today… it was so intense, so fucking perfect. And before I knew it, my fangs were at your shoulder.”

“So am I really your girlfriend?” she asked. A coy smile broke across her face. A small part of Wynter wished Logan had shared this information prior to biting her, but a bigger part, her heart and wolf, rejoiced.

“Yes you are. But Wyn, it’s more than that. You do understand, right?” She thought this was funny? Jesus almighty, he’d been full of angst over telling her and she was joking?

“I know it’s important to wolves. But you know I’m not all wolf, at least not yet.” She stole a quick kiss, catching him off guard. “Guess that means you’re my boyfriend.”

“Yes I am,” Logan agreed, pulling her toward him. “And so much more.”

“My Alpha.”

“Yes, that too. But, sweetheart, there’s no one but you for me. And me for you,” he tried to explain.

“You know, when we made love, I felt it. The princess, she loved that kinky wolf thing.” She gave him a sexy smile and winked. “So tell me, prince, does this mean that I get to bite you back?”

The thought of her teeth at his neck caused his cock to jerk to attention. The wolf within paced, craving her mark. He howled at Logan, wanting to declare that he was her mate. But Logan reined in his wolf. Wynter had accepted that he’d marked her, but he could tell from their conversation that she didn’t understand all the implications. How could he expect her to really know, given that she’d been human? Perhaps it would be better to just let her adjust to the idea that she was his girlfriend. After all, they’d just met. She hadn’t even shifted yet, nor had she met his pack. There were many factors that could affect a successful mating, and he knew it.

“There’s nothin’ I’d like more, sweetheart, but you’re going to have to wait until after you shift.”

She frowned.

“Hey, I didn’t make the rules. I just follow ’em.”