LOGAN'S POV
I made my way to the rink. It's been ages since I had a cool off at the rink. It's been meetings, and meetings relating to pack politics. My father had thought it wise to step down from his position as Alphas.
Even when we were yet to mark our mate. Speaking of which, I was yet to set eyes on Aliona. If greasing the bank account some of my warriors to keep an eye on her at school wasn't on the list.
I wouldn't fault myself. It was hard not being in space with my mate. I craved her presence every damn time. Even when I jerked off during showers, I only had her vivid image flashing through my head.
I'd never jerked off with the image of anyone else besides her. Oh, the things my mouth would do to her body. How I would passionately claim every inch of her, every part of her
