Logan’s POV
I couldn’t help but smile at the scene before me. Alina was looking adorable in a pair of leggings and a baggy cream jumper that hung off one shoulder. Her ash blonde hair was piled on top of her head in a messy, relaxed style and she was wearing no makeup. But what really brightened my mood was seeing her attacking Darius with a rolled-up newspaper as he raised his hands up to protect his face. I had never been more attracted to her.
“I knew it wouldn’t be long until you’d try to kill him,” I teased, leaning on the door frame.
They both froze mid-fight and a look of shock carved Alina’s face but Darius used it as a chance to get away from her.
“Your mate has a death wish, attacking a werewolf before he’s had his breakfast,” he joked.
“I am sure you did something to dese
