Isadora
"Oh, my dear moon goddess." I gasped, covering my face.
"What's wrong?" Logan asked, walking up to me in only his boxers.
I tried to hide my face with my hand as I felt the blush creep up. He removed my hands from my face and stared into my eyes like he was searching for answers to what was wrong.
I wish the ground could open and swallow me at this moment. I was melting and disappearing into a puddle.
"Nothing," I whispered, clearing my throat.
"Don't be a p***y and tell our mate," my wolf said to me.
"There's nothing to tell you, silly wolf, "I said, closing our connection.
"Are you sure you are alright, Dora? We can forget about training if you like," he said softly.
"Yes, Logan, trust me, I am fine. It's just my wolf being silly and spitting nonsense." I said it in emb
