CHAPTER 14: HER
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Logan’s POV
I hit the bag until my knuckles ached, and then I hit it some more. Something about the pain made me feel more clearheaded.
I was in charge of the safety of this park, but instead of doing my job, I have been walking everywhere with a b***r.
The person who was the biggest threat to this park is the reason my d**k has been hard for days. And the bloody bastard is refusing to go down.
My phone buzzed on the bench. I ignored it. It buzzed again, and I snatched it up angrily. I and my wolf has been irritated as f**k this past few days.
Tao. A healer was found today. She is in the council office.
I read it twice.
A healer. Seriously. That was f*****g rare.
I pressed my forehead against the bag and stayed there for a second. Healers didn’t just show up. They were a direct gift from the goddess, the kind of thing packs waited generations for.
We had two in Shadowpine, and they could only heal surface-level injuries, but they were still treated like royalty because of how rare that gift was.
A full healer walking into your territory was the kind of news that spread overnight, whether you wanted it to or not.
As the future Alpha, going to handle it immediately was the obvious move, but my wolf wasn’t thinking about that at all.
He was thinking about Aurora. And what’s more annoying is how irritated I have been.
Seeing her with Lucas everywhere, all day, was starting to get on my nerves. She was supposed to have eyes on me and me alone.
The fact that I know how much of a dickhead my brother can be just makes it worse.
I was fairly sure I could keep him from breaking Lucas’s face.
Fairly sure.
I grabbed my towel and went to the shower.
The hallway outside the council office was packed when I got there.
Students moved out of my way before I had to ask; some bowed in fear, others respected their future alpha. I didn’t give a f**k.
I stepped through the gap they made and stopped.
Aurora sat against the wall with her hands folded in her lap and her face slightly pale.
She had one hand pressed over the other, pushing down on her palm like she was trying to hold something in. Her eyes found me the second I stepped through and went wide, and my wolf, who had been ready to pick a fight thirty seconds ago, went completely still.
“You’re the healer,” I said.
“Apparently.” She shifted in the chair. “I’m still processing it.”
“Come with me.”
“They told me to wait here.” She looked up at me steadily. “And I don’t want to go anywhere with you.”
My wolf thought that was funny. I didn’t particularly disagree with her, but that wasn’t the point.
I reached down, ducked my shoulder, and picked her up. She went over my shoulder, and the sound she made was somewhere between a shriek and genuine fury.
“Logan. Put me down. Right now.”
“In a minute.”
“I will bite you. I am not joking. I will actually bite you.”
“I know.” I walked back through the crowd. “You keep threatening that.”
“Because I mean it.”
The students parted fast. Phones came up on every side. My wolf was insufferably pleased with himself. I made a note to deal with that later.
She stopped fighting when we got to the east corridor and went rigid instead. I kind of missed her anger.
Her struggle was causing her incredibly soft body to press against mine, and it was euphoric. Plus, the fact that she smelled divine.
I unlocked the door of the east corridor … it was my private room in this school, for whenever I felt tired… I stepped inside and set her down on the bed.
She sat up, looking around like a predator watching for prey.
“Why didn’t you come to me the second you found out?”
“It happened in class. An hour ago. Unexpectedly.”
She pulled her knees up and wrapped her arms around them, despite how defensive and furious she was … I stopped that thought before it went into a dangerous alley. “And why would I come to you? You’re not my dad.”
“No. I’m the future Alpha of this pack.”
“Congratulations, Beyonce,” she said flatly.
My wolf found her hilarious. I was beginning to think he had terrible taste.
“A healer is not a small thing,” I said. “You should have come to me immediately.” I said, “And you could have asked the nurse for some painkillers.”
She blinked. “How did you know my head was hurting?”
“You were squinting and pressing your palm down like you were trying to hold your hand together.”
She looked at her own hand. Then back at me. Something shifted in her face, not softening exactly.
“Tell me what happened,” I said.
“Why do you want to know?”
“Because it happened in my pack and it happened to you, and I want to know.”
She told me what happened in the class: Lucielle, the nose, the light in her palm, the sharp pain, the bone healing clean under her hands. I listened without interrupting.
When she finished, the room was quiet.
I stood up and went to the cabinet above the desk. Found the painkillers and the water bottle and brought them back.
“Take these.”
“I said I’m fine.”
“Aurora.”
“Logan.”
We looked at each other, battling each other for dominance.
Yes, she was strong, but I was still an alpha male. She lowered her eyes and took the painkillers.
She swallowed them and handed the bottle back without a word. I sat down across from her, and we stayed like that for a minute, quiet, the sounds of the school muffled behind the door.
“What does this mean?” she said finally. “For me. What does being a healer mean in this pack?”
My wolf wanted me to tell her it meant she was staying. Nobody was getting near her. That he’d already decided.
I told him to be quiet.
“It means more people are going to come for you,” I said. “And they were already coming.”
She looked at me for a long moment.
“You say that like you’re going to do something about it.”
“I am.”
“Why?”
I didn’t answer that. Mostly because my wolf was going to answer it for me if I opened my mouth, and neither of us was ready for that conversation.
She let it go. She looked down at her palm, the one the light had come from, and turned it over slowly, as if she was seeing it for the first time.
“I’ve never healed anything in my life,” she said quietly. “I didn’t even know I could.”
“You didn’t know you could shift either.” I leaned back in the chair. “Turns out you’ve been a lot of things you didn’t know about.”
She laughed. Short and surprised.
My wolf settled like he’d been waiting all day for that one sound, the insufferable, lovesick i***t.
I was in so much trouble.
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