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?”

Did he mean he was going

with strangers.” This was a classic case of verbal diarrhea. “I haven’t slept

laugh. “I’m glad that you haven’t slept with anyone, Biancha,” he said in a soft voice, which

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

clenched his jaws, a muscle ticking on the side. “Don’t you have a home? Because the last I remember, you said you were

for me in this town. I am saving so that I can rent

still looking 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

regarding it. But why was I feeling that Toren would stop? I went to the kitchen and searched for the leftovers of the day that were stored in the fridge. I found tuna sandwiches, nachos

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

perfect bow–shaped lips, I wondered how they would be

and said, “We are visiting Cedar. We used to study in the Cedar Academy, and we are here to collect our

see,” I replied, a deep longing for going back to school

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The Nord Pack.”

That was the wealthiest werewolf pack. “That’s awesome!”

you live?” he

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

his ears and cocked his head as if assessing

with a smirk. “Now, isn’t

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 you guys

because of me.”

in a

Toren POV