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.”

swallowed and wiped the tears from my eyes, trying my best to compose myself for Logan’s sake.

“Yes, like chihuahuas. I know how it

bordering on hysteria, but I managed to hide it well and mask it with concern. “You

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

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

his

myself saying, as though the half-glass of wine was filling me

paused for a few moments, then sighed. “It actually tore up my face pretty good. I was playing out in the backyard and I guess it got off the leash. Came at me like a wild animal. Blood everywhere, and I had to get stitches.

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

shuddering slightly. “I don’t mind big dogs quite so much. They’re closer to wolves, you know? But little dogs?

above his eyebrow. 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

The cabin was hushed. The gap between us was mere

His voice was a low murmur, tinged with something husky and inviting, but it snapped me

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

know.” Logan smirked, catching my gaze for a fleeting moment. “The

was suddenly 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 looked

okay, you know,” he said softly, his fingers lightly touching the

me stirred-my wolf- whispering that I should get closer to him. The pull toward Logan was almost

I resisted, drawing my hand away, choosing to

Then Logan broke the silence. “So, now that I’ve embarrassingly

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