(3rd person P.O.V)
Black eyes shot open, realizing the obvious. She wasn’t there. Logan immediately rose from his bed; he caught no evidence of her scent. His instincts were on high alert for the pink haired girl. He breathed in and out to calm himself. His inner being was getting restless, wanting its mate near. He closed his eyes and stood up. Not even bothering to put on a shirt, he walked out of his room in search of the girl.
Traces of her scent lingered in the hallway. He rushed in the direction where the fragrance was stronger. His eyes began to flash red. His inner demon wanted Erika near, for there to be some form of contact. Logan stood in front of a silver door. He breathed in and out. Her cherry blossom perfume was stronger on the other side of the door. Immediately, he swung
