Chapter Sixty-Three
Logan’s POV
The unmistakable scent of Anne clings to the air as the footsteps get closer. Immediately, I pull myself off Trina, causing her to open her eyes wide in panic. My mind works really fast, thinking of a way to ease this off. Anne must not walk into the bathroom. Right now, she perhaps, already knows I am in here because of the scent and the Alpha dominance radiating off me. Anne should also know Trina’s scent as she is obsessed with the statement ‘keep your friends close and your enemy closer.’
Fright registers on Trina’s face as she brings her legs up and hugs them to herself, her eyes darting towards the door at intervals. I hate that I keep putting us in situations like these, but I have promised that I will let no harm come to her during her stay in the
