Contract With Alpha Logan

Chapter 163

Biancha POV

As soon as we were inside the restobar, I locked it from inside. Since the place was empty, I asked them to sit while I went inside to fetch the medical kit. When I returned, I saw Toren was still standing and looking in the direction I had gone. His intense gaze on me made me feel bare. Like he could see inside me and reach my soul. A shudder ran down all the way to my toes and a blush crept on my cheeks.

The wolf was sitting on the floor, looking outside the glass door as if keeping a watch.

“Thank you,” I said to him as I approached the wolf. “I didn’t know that they were waiting for me outside. I shouldn’t have come out.” Guilt overwhelmed me for getting these two involved.

“Don’t feel guilty,” Toren said, making me snap my head to him. How did he know what I was feeling? “It’s not your fault,” he added softly, and came to sit on the chair next to me. “They were a shitty lot.”

I pursed my lips. Opening the medical kit, I took out the antiseptic. “I hope it works,” I murmured as I dabbed a bandage with it and applied it on the wolf, who was still sitting quietly. He didn’t utter a sound as the liquid burned his skin. Once I cleaned the place, I applied an antiseptic cream, my eyebrows scrunched in worry.

“Don’t worry,” Toren said. “He’ll be fine. His wound will heal fast.”

With a sharp exhale I turned my attention to Toren. Other than a bruise on his forearm, he was fine. I applied the antiseptic on him and cleaned the bruise. The contact sent a jolt of electricity in my body. My breath hitched and my face heated. In order to stop my mind from its racing thoughts, I asked, “What were you doing in this side of the town? And I think he ” I pointed at the wolf, “should shift. People don’t know about werewolves in Cedar.”

His eyes narrowed, a pang of jealousy flitting through him. “I don’t want you to see him naked.”

And that made me blush to my roots. “I” I said but then snapped my mouth shut.

In a deep, throaty voice that reverberated through my conscience, he said, “Don’t worry, Biancha. We will leave before dawn.”

“But there’s no place to sleep here,” I pointed as I got up.

He furrowed his eyebrows. “Then where do you sleep?”

jerked my head back. Did he mean he was going

mean-” Why was my mouth babbling nonsense? Fuck. “I haven’t slept with strangers.” This was a classic case of verbal diarrhea. “I haven’t slept

Biancha,” he said in a soft voice, which edged to grateful feeling. “But what I wanted to ask

here or on the floor. Whatever is convenient. The owner of the restobar is sweet

a muscle ticking on the side. “Don’t you have a home? Because

a back foot. “I” I licked my lips, wondering what to say and dodge him. “My parents are far away,” I supplied the partial truth. “There’s no one for me in this town. I am saving so

outside. His eyes went glossy, and I knew he was talking to the wolf through a mind link. When he returned his gaze towards me, he said, “So you’re saying that you live here alone

in the fridge. I found tuna sandwiches, nachos dipped in sauce and pepperoni pizza slices. After arranging them

up a pizza. The bruise on his forearm was already healing. I looked at the wolf, and his wound

seeing him eating. He had such perfect bow–shaped lips, I wondered how they would be under

Cedar. We used to study in the Cedar Academy, and we are here to collect our certificates.”

deep longing for going back to school bubbling inside me. “Where do

1/2

The Nord Pack.”

the wealthiest werewolf pack. “That’s

do you live?” he asked.

was a question I didn’t want to reply to. So, I

his head as if assessing me. But I stayed firm

Toren repeated with a smirk. “Now, isn’t

at leisure. I picked up the plate and took it inside after he had eaten. “I’ll be fine,” I said upon returning, hoping that they would leave. “You can go. I don’t want

because of me.”

said in

Toren POV