Logan growls in pleasure as his she-wolf companion nibbles at his throat. She was all over him on the dance floor and then led him away where they could be alone. He looked over his shoulder to see Eve walking into the back area, probably looking for Deacon. Logan knows they have the same last name, which he finds suspicious. If he were her, he would want some answers too. Okay, as long as she is with Deacon, she should be fine. He is loyal to Grant.
The two werewolves barely make it around the corner before she pulls Logan into her. He will be the Alpha of the Oak Moon Pack one day, so he is accustomed to having she-wolves fighting for his attention. This woman in particular is a slut, he can tell by the way she is throwing herself all over him without even knowing his name. She’s lickin
