Chapter Thirty-Five
Trina’s POV
I wait for Anne to leave the pack house, one of the warriors opting to drive her to her destination, before going up the stairs. I am not certain if Logan is still in the house, until I feel him in the hallway, his energy wrapping itself around me and pulling me in the direction of his room. It takes everything in me to stay still and stare at the door, counting one to a hundred in my head while leaning in to listen to his conversation with Jake. A smile stretches on my lips when I discover it is about me. Of course, it has to be about me.
Maybe being his mate is not such a bad idea after all, as it might turn out to be Logan’s weakness. Although he shows none of that outside, I am banking on a change, on a moment where he snaps, unable to keep it in anym
