Chapter 358 Afraid of Dogs

Ella

I had to resist the urge to laugh as Logan’s face drained of color.

“Dogs,” he had said. The irony was not lost on me. Dogs? This man, who could shift into a wolf, was scared of dogs?

He shot me a sideways glance, as if he was sensing the disbelief radiating from my body. “I know what you’re thinking, Ella. But please don’t say it.”

“Say what?” I asked, pushing down the desire to smirk. It was mean of me, I knew that, but it was just so… unexpected.

Logan sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose exasperatedly. “I know. How I can be a werewolf and still be terrified of dogs. But it’s different, okay?”

I cocked my head, genuinely intrigued. “Different how?”

Logan was silent for a few moments, clearly debating whether or not to say anything before he finally let out a deep breath and met my eyes. “It’s the little ones that I’m especially afraid of.”

I couldn’t hold it in anymore. A laugh burst out of my mouth before I had a chance to stop it, immediately causing Logan’s face to flush a bright red. But I couldn’t help myself anymore; this man, well over six feet tall, an Alpha, and the son of a mafia boss, was afraid of small dogs?

“Go ahead and laugh,” he said, shaking his head. “It’s funny to you, but not to me.”

for Logan’s sake. “I’m sorry,” I finally said. “But little dogs? How little are we talking? Like…

the embarrassment coloring his cheeks. “Yes, like chihuahuas. I know how it sounds, but I have a good reason. I was attacked

was bordering on hysteria, but I managed to hide it well

it sounds, Ella.” He sighed, his blue eyes flicking

deep breath, trying to smother the giggles that were still threatening to escape. “I’m sorry,” I finally

annoyance in his gaze. Vulnerability,

like, if you don’t mind me asking?” I found myself saying, as though the

out in the backyard and I guess it got

a scar above his eye. I hadn’t noticed it before, but now that he had pointed it out, it was

“I don’t mind big dogs quite so much. They’re closer to

It was subtle, but the rough texture was distinct under my fingertip. For a moment, our eyes locked, and I realized the intimate space that

cabin was hushed. The

you or something?” His voice was a low murmur, tinged with

hand away before I could embarrass myself further. “Of course not,”

cheeks are a bit rosy, you know.” Logan smirked, catching my gaze for a fleeting moment. “The wine must have hit you. I didn’t know you were such

this awkward third party in our conversation. But the flush I felt was not from the wine; it was from the attention Logan was giving me, the way he

softly, his fingers lightly touching the back of my hand. “You

me stirred-my wolf- whispering that I should get closer to

away, choosing to take another

for a while, both of us seemingly lost in our thoughts. Then Logan broke the silence. “So,

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