Aella had woken up in much worse spirits than Logan. She hadn't taken her bath or made any efforts to freshen up, and was instead pacing the room angrily and swearing under her breath.
All the momentary passion that she had felt the night before had evaporated, leaving behind a sullen anger. It was as though it only took him to leave the room for a brief period of time before she could get angry again. Perhaps his very distracting body had made her lose focus throughout the night.
"How could he do this to me? I'm his f*****g mate!" She uttered angrily and balled her fists. She realized that her anger was reaching a dangerous level and paused for a moment to catch her breath. She closed her eyes and ran her hands through her hair, trying to control herself.
She could feel the anger tu
