"Alpha Logan," a female voice purred and I looked over his shoulder to see a girl with copper hair and doe eyes, her straight nose and pink lips. She looked so delicate and her every walk was graceful.
"She exactly suits Alpha Logan, doesn't she?" I sneered in my head, no matter how I tried to hide it and ignored this dangerous feeling, I still felt it, a pang of jealousy.
"Of course not!" A voice snapped in my head and I am starting to find myself getting used to the voice and it sudden interruptions.
"Alpha Logan," the girl called again, but this time so soft and barely a whisper and I almost couldn't hear it if not for the pindrop silence that evaded the hall.
"You came Samantha," he finally turned, responding to her and even flashed her a smile, even though the smile was very brief
