CHAPTER 20

LOGAN

Seeing someone from my pack find their mate is something I have always enjoyed. We watched

them leave the packhouse, and I glanced at Liv. She still does not look at me, and it is starting to get

to me.

“I have one phone call. Could you be with Rose till I am done?” I ask her, hoping she will look at me

so I can see her beautiful eyes.

"Yes, it's fine. I will always be here for Rose.” She says and finally looks at me before going up the

stairs. It might be wrong, but I can’t help but hope that spending time with Rose will make her more

willing to listen to me.

OLIVIA

After we had watched Matt and Anna find out they are mates and leave to talk and get to know

each other, I agreed to look after Rose for a little while. I walked upstairs and into her room, where

she was playing with her dolls. When she saw me, she jumped up and ran into my arms.

“Olivia, I missed you!” She squeals.

"You saw me this morning.” I laughed, but she nodded seriously.

"Yes, but you were sleeping, and daddy said not to wake you up.”

“I am here now. What you say, should we get you a bath so you are clean and ready for bed when

your dad comes?” I ask, trying to lead her away from me, sleeping in Logan's bed this morning.

"Okay, will you sleep here again?” She asks.

“Sorry, sweetie, but no,” I tell her while getting her to the bathroom.

“Okay.” She says, sounding sad.

"Hey now, I need to go home today, so I can find songs to sing for your birthday,” I tell her, and she

lightens up.

I get her bathed, put a pajama on her, and then put her to bed, getting her ready for when Logan

comes. After an hour or so, I hear him come onto the floor, and looking up, he comes to sight in the

door. Rose yells happily, making him chuckle.

"Hey princess, ready for your bedtime story?” he asks and smiles when she jumps on the bed.

"Yes, daddy, Olivia helped me.” She says

I get up and walk over to the dresser where I had put my phone and the hoodie that I had taken off.

I took it on, put my phone in my pocket, and walked over to give Rose a goodnight hug.

"You leaving?” She asked me sadly.

"Yes, sweetie. You need to sleep.” I said and smiled.

“But daddy going to tell a story. I don’t want you to leave, stay with us.” She pleaded.

“I am sure your daddy would like some time with you, princess.” I tried, but she kept looking at me

with big sad eyes.

“But.” Rose began when Logan interrupted.

“Stay Liv. I am sure she will fall asleep fast.” Logan says, and I sigh softly before I go lay down, and

she snuggles into me.

Logan didn't say anything more. But I began telling a story about a Prince that searched for his

princess, he was a good storyteller, and before I knew it, Rose had fallen asleep in my arms. I looked

at Logan silently, asking him for help to get free. He chuckled softly but helped me lift Rose away so

I could get out of bed. I walked out of the room, feeling Logan walking behind me.

LOGAN

I had been tempted to let her stay trapped in Rose's bed. But by helping her, I hope to gain a little

appreciation. I followed her out of the room, and she stopped up, turning to look at me.

“Logan, I” I didn't let her finish. I grabbed her face, made her look at me, and kissed her before she

could stop me.

For the first few seconds, she did not kiss me back, but then her soft lips began to move with mine. I

gently pushed her up against the wall caging her between the wall and me. With my hands on the

wall, my arms helped make her cage.

The kiss gets heated, and I nibble on her lip to make her let me in, and she does. I let my tongue

taste and play with hers. When she moaned into my mouth, I could no longer keep my hands on the

wall, and I gently traced them down her sexy body, until they were on her ass, and I lifted her up.

Her legs instantly came around my waist, and her hands were in my hair.

We both need air and reluctantly pull away from her mouth. I look into her eyes, and they are

burning with lust and desire. Sniffing the air, I can smell her arousal, and it makes me hard as fuck. I

kiss her again softly.

“I never have and will never touch Sandra in any way more than a packmember. She caught me off

guard, Liv. Fuck, the only reason she did was that I was thinking of you. I have not been with anyone

in more than six months. Liv, you are not and will never be a number among many. Granted, I am no

angel, and yes, I have been with other she-wolves after Mia left. But you are different.” I whisper

softly against her ear.

I look at her, and I see her eyes are glassy as if she is trying not to cry. I don't want her to cry. I want

her happy.

“Liv, I don't just see you as something or someone I can use to make the time go on. I genuinely like

you a lot.”

“What if I find my mate just when I get eighteen?” She asks, not knowing she will.

“Then the ball is in your hands, Liv. I will back off unless you tell me differently.” I promise her. She

looked at me for a long time. Then she did something I had not expected. She kisses me.

With her legs around my waist and my hands on her ass, I carry her to my room, not stopping

before we are on the bed, her under me and her hands caressing my muscles. I gently nib on her

earlobe and kiss down her neck, nibbling on the skin where my mark will be when she finds out I am

her mate.