Chapter Eighteen
Logan’s POV
“Is she still here?” Anne asks the minute I get back down the stairs. She looks like she has just been through hell and back, her eyes wide with a mixture of hurt and anger, her stance one of attack, and her feet pacing the huge space relentlessly. “I asked her to leave! Why can’t I find her anywhere?”
“Because she isn’t going anywhere!” I snap, tired of her tone. “And why are you speaking to me in that manner? I still remain the Alpha of this pack. If you need to exert your authority, go home.”
She visibly calms down, but her eyes still appear haunted, like she’s thinking about the worst possibility. Anne knows how much I have searched for my mate and is conversant with the reason I decided to settle down with her. She still lives with the thought that one
