It was in the evening. The moon was high in the sky. It wasn’t a full moon this time, just a half moon, and it was shining through the windows of the packhouse. Logan was eating at the dining table with Jake and some other warriors, including Diana, who was putting food on Logan’s plate. They were all in the dining room. Sweety glared at her and grabbed a ham and placed it on Logan’s plate, glaring at him. Jake's heart was hurting as he forced down his food, his eyes never leaving Diana, and she was having fun, playing with his feelings, and ignoring him.
He hadn’t mustered the courage to tell Logan she was his mate yet. He needed her to admit it herself. That was the way forward, because with the two of them together, Logan wouldn’t stop them from being together, and now that he wanted t
