We walk in silence, there are too many ears around. I catch myself wishing that Logan and I completed the mate bond. Pretending that he is just another wolf to me, sucks. I want to share my thoughts and ideas with him. Ignoring him until we have a stolen moment is not what I want.
Logan holds open the door for me like the gentleman he is. I smile and get it, but I prevent him from closing the door.
“As much as I hate it, we have to postpone our ‘coming out’ party this weekend,” I whisper. “We’re having a funeral for our warriors that passed last night and I don’t think telling them about us, will be appropriate.”
“I was going to say the same to you when I came over tonight,” his smile is sad.
“You’re coming over? But it’s a school night,” I pretend to be appalled by his suggestion.
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