HOWL OF THE FORSAKEN

CHAPTER THREE

LOGAN'S POV

Logan, as usual, is in the woods, trying to have fun throwing pebbles into the sea lying ahead. On the branch of the tree, he found fulfillment, as joy seemed far away from him. In the meantime, he discovered that a hand was covering his face. At first, he was shocked but decided to take his time to understand the scenario of the event.

In minutes of this action, he swiftly removes the unknown identity, and it turns out to be Debra. "Hey, Debra, what brings you to this place?" as he was still holding her hands. “Well, I just decided to check up on you," I said, staring at him. “That's nice of you," he said as he came down from the branch with Debra to have a better sitting position.

“It is no new thing that you seek comfort in the woods rather than in the circle, 'cause I do care to know why," she said, taking a seat on the floor next to Logan. “Well, I just enjoy staying here, considering the silence and serenity it gives." Logan's answer seemed not to satisfy her, as she pressed further, “Common Logan, I am not new to you anymore, and secrets are safe in my hands, as your words have more meanings than the one pictured.”.

In a bid not to reveal his identity, he lied again, but this time a better one. "Well, since birth, my mother took us here for meditation, and I got accustomed to it." “Hmmmm, that's great,” feeling convincing. “I still think you should show yourself in the Pack, to at least tell people you are a Gamma," she added. “I don't appreciate going to the circle; I prefer it here, and that's all." “I sometimes wonder if you and Renbus are brothers." “Why did you think of such a thing?" he asked, taking a pebble and throwing it into the river. “Well, you guys look different in all." “If you say so, I give it to you, 'cause everyone has their way of life, you know.”.

"Yes, I do, but yours look simple and lovely to me; I mean, I so much love your personality," she said in a romantic state. “There you go again; you are so good at flattering, and I could tell from your speech." “No, I'm not. I am just telling the truth," he said, smiling. “If that is the case, I take that as a compliment," I said, trying not to look at her.

"Logan, tell me what you feel about me," she asked. “Well, I see a weakling and Daddy's daughter," as they went into laughter. “I could tell you are not a weakling, you know," she said, trying to defend herself. “Ooh, I see with those little muscles of yours." “I am a beta and a strong beta at that," she said, trying to display her muscles. “I see”, nodding his head jokingly.

"Okay, it's fine; if you see me as a weakling, so be it, because I see no better way of proving things to you." As her last words, she went close to him, giving eye contact that Logan couldn't fathom as he worked with the rhythm. Not until their lips touched each other did he know what he was in for. Consciousness went away as the ecstasy of passion took over. Logan felt the urge to withdraw but couldn't as his body was responding to the pleasure.

Little did he know that was just the beginning of his mastery. In pleasure, Debra lost her stance as they both landed on the floor, not minding that the world gradually reduced itself to the sound of their scrapings. This continued for minutes until pleasure passed itself.

This time Logan regained himself, but this time he sweated as he spent himself in pleasure. “What was that for?" Logan asked as he used his sleeves to clean his face. This time Debra knew she would have him to contend with but was ready for all, as she spilled out in a tender voice, “That's the feeling I have for you.”.

These words made Logan go cold. In his bid to retain his integrity, he furthered, “What you did was wrong.”. “I know, but I just wanted to...”. “It's wrong, and that's final," Logan interrupted. “I have longed for this, Logan," she let it out. Hearing these words, he said no words as he gave her a side eye and headed for home, leaving Debra.

The lying spot she was, what sort of mortal could be Logan, as she used her gaze to escort him. “I haven’t done anything wrong, showing him my feelings," she murmured to herself. “Could it be that Logan has been faking for this long?" she pondered as she walked out of the woods, feeling heavy in her heart.

Logan was a few minutes off his abode when he was blocked by Timare. Logan was ready to give all her fury to him if she annoyed him. “Hey Logan, so sorry for this; it's been a while now since I saw you in the Pack." “If I may ask why the sudden care, because I never remember when I requested it from you.”.

Timare felt embarrassed but decided not to give up. "Well, I just decided to check on you, just as friends." “And I thought I made you one," Logan said distastefully. "Okay, then do you mind if I walk you down home?" as these words were at the brim. “Well, thanks; I don't need an escort; I can walk home by myself," he says as he walks away from Timaru. Tears began to trickle from her eyes as she wondered what could happen for her to deserve such embarrassment.

Logan, who held her weeping voice, decided not to leave back, as he was not ready for consoling, seeing it as a mechanism for Timare to get him. He pondered why the girl didn't want peace but rather took delight in stalking him.