CHAPTER ONE
LOGAN'S POV
Fear gripped him as he walked down the hills to a wooden house. In sadness, he did not rest his mind. He could hear a howling sound from a distant distance. He wishes he was never born as he pulls the log of wood down the terrain.
He could hear the voice of the little children in the neighboring house as he heaved a sigh of relief. Sorrow filled him, as he was living on the fate, which he wished he never heard. He opens the torn and old cotton and opens the door by its knob. He has to fake it out, knowing how inquisitive she could be. He wasn't ready to contend with her.
“Welcome Logan; did you by any chance see Renbus in the woods?” Samara asked. "No," he answered as sharply as he could. He knew his mother was swift in psychology, as his sharp response would give rise to many questions. He decided to start a conversation: “Hey Mom, you wouldn't believe what I saw today." "What?" she asked without lifting her gaze from the carrots she was chopping.
“Tales have it that Silinus isn't a Gamma," Logan said, with a radiant smile on his face. “Can you just stop this?" "No, Mom, it's the truth." “Well, glad he was once a Gamma," she grinned at him. He needed no further explanation, as he understood where his mother was leading. The last words sank sadness into their hearts. He wanted to speak, but words bubbled in his mouth. “Mom, this isn't fair," he finally let out a soft tone of his.
Samara understood the havoc she had caused in him as she paused her chopping and fixed her gaze at him. She heaved a sigh of relief. "Logan," she called and continued. “I do understand how you feel, and I sincerely apologize, but it was to let you know how Silinus will feel if the tales reach him.”.
Logan couldn't speak as tears trickled from his eyes. He wished this was never him. “Will I continue to live in fear and despair?" were the words he murmured in his heart. With tears in his eyes, did his mother know that her words had hurt him much more than she expected?
“I am sorry," she let out in frustration. Logan heard her words but pretended not to, as he knew how concurrently this had been occurring.
“It won't happen again. He nodded, knowing fully well that it would happen again. Affirming his look, his mother went back to her business.
She felt it was right to change the topic, as she could still predict sadness from the silence she was met with. “Hey Logan, Timare asked of you," changing the topic. "Oooh, really," knowing the game and deciding to play along.
“Yh, she is such a nice girl, you know."
"Ooh, Mom, don't go there," Logan said as he sat on a table opposite her.
“Why shouldn't I?" Samara questioned.
“Mom, I'm not in for this conversation.”.
Samara, knowing her son had ended the conversation, took a napkin and dipped her hands, feeling satisfied with the work done. “Hey Renbus," he said as he walked towards her location. Hearing his brother's name, he stood up and let out a hug. "Welcome, Renbus," he said as his hug was welcomed.
Samara feels happy as she sees herself fulfilled, growing two boys to love and be happy with each other. “Hey Logan, so sorry for not letting you know where I headed; I didn't mean to, but something...”, losing themselves.
“No, it's fine; I mean, you do have your life," Logan interrupted.
“You guys, go set the table," as she saw it as the best way to respect the guy’s privacy. "Okay, Mom," they both affirmed.
Reaching the table, Renbus shot up, “Hey Logan, Timare came to me."
“You don't mean it," Logan asked in amazement. “Yh, she did, but man, I don't want to take it hard on her, he said, studying things from his look. “Common, I will play maturity," he lied. “Okay, let's get down to business," he said, seeing it as an avenue to let his mind off Debra. In suspense, did Logan yell, "Renbus, don't keep me waiting in the dark for too long?”.
Renbus, having given his statement a great deal of thought, said, “Well, she came telling me how much she loved you and...”. “And what?" he interrupted. "Well, still about love and all." Renbus tries to be careful, knowing how much dislike Logan has for the girl in question.
Sensing anger in the atmosphere, he decided to change the topic to “Why don't you like coming to the circle?"
“That b***h," giving no attention to his brother's speech.
“Hey common Logan, let that be, by the way," seeing no success in his attempted mission.
“Now answer my question, 'cause I have never seen you there for once."
"Well, I do come there; maybe when you are not around,"Logan said, trying to cover up. “Hmmm, Logan, have you forgotten that that is my favorite pot?" “Nooo, but that’s the truth." “Logan!!!, okay, what game was played the day you came?" “I can't remember," she said with a sharp voice, sensing where this might end.
With his brother's last response, he knew his conversation wasn't welcome, but he went further: “Or are you scared of the guys over there? I could defend you if needed." “Renbus, I'm not afraid of them; I'm just busy, and that's all." “I sometimes wonder if you are truly a Gamma," he murmured. These words sprang boiling anger in him as he spoke in fury, “Hey Renbus, watch your tongue; I don't tolerate such." “Then why don't you come to the circle to show you're a true Gamma?" seeing his anger as an advantage.
“For the last time, watch your tongue, man," pointing his index finger to Renbus. “And if I don't, because you seem so weak to be in this Pack ''. This time, the noise from the dining room increased as Samara couldn't take it anymore, so she went to check what was wrong. Seeing her boys yelling at each other made her scream, “Can you guys just stop?" In her voice, they obeyed without question. “Now can I know what went wrong? '' she asked as she sat on an old, rugged wooden couch.
Hearing from both sides, she sensed danger and knew Logan's life was at stake, knowing the law made against the Lycans. As she went silent, hoping for a solution.
