Logan stood by the window and watched the cold night. "You're thinking about her again," Walker said walking inside to stand behind him. "I just can't help it". "I'll go in search of her if you want". " I don't think theirs any need for that" Longan told him then turn away from the window to stare at him. "You kept thinking about her when you can easily find her and make her yours" his dark gaze bore into Longan.
"I think its best we leave her, she's already shaken up from what she saw". " I had asked you to leave early". "And I don't accept command from you". " it wasn't a command" Longan turned from the window to stare at him, it was another solution had dared speak to him like this they would have been lying dead on the floor or begging for their life now. "Then the mistake has been already done and theirs no remedy that's why she needs to be left alone"
He raised his hand gently and clapped it twice and a maid came running inside with her eyes on the ground, Longan lifted both his hand with his eyes still fixed on Walker while the maid put on his cloak on his body. And without a word he made his way out with Walker following closely, he was his only trusted man that he could trust with his life and Walker had stated in his life for ages doing just that" He headed down his mansion a place he rules from, he was so great and powerful the strongest among all black solve and he had ruled for so long that nobody dares to stand in his way.
He headed to the west part of the building which demanded his immediate attention as he made his way toward the dungeon all who came across him had to bow to show him the respect he deserve. He walked into the large cell on the underground to stare at two white wolves who had invaded the territory. He stares at their face in anger, how dare they make their way into his territory, and now they know that nothing awaits them but death. "Kill them" He ordered and just in second his men turned and slaughtered both by biting deep into their necks and taking their heads off.
That's better, he thought, and just then his mind went back to the man he had taken off his head just the same way, his fist clenched in anger remembering what he saw if he hadn't turned to his wolf Jasmine wouldn't be touched by that man. He was grateful that he made it on time because he couldn't bear the thought is having another filthy human laying his hand on her. Now, he could remember bet beauty, her mesmerizing eyes, she was more than beautiful and now he couldn't stop thinking of the way her eyes showed pressure and passion.
He wanted her, he carved for her but now he couldn't reach her even though he could easily find her. He doesn't want to see that eyes that have shown some much pressure and beauty look at him in horror and fear, he had seen the fear that had crowded her eyes when she sees him change and it had hurt him more than he could ever think of, how could a human has this much effect on him. He groaned out loud and looked away from the dead wolves and made his way to his great chamber in the mansion where he sat upon and rules his packs.
And he hopes to forget about the emerald eye woman whose image and beauty flash upon his eyes, how can one be so beautiful like a spotless flower? He smiled remembering the way she had moaned in his ears. He cursed when he found himself still thinking about her. "I think I need to be a woman," he said to Walker who was still thralling behind him. "As you wish" from the corner of his eyes he saw Walker bowed. Logan breathed out knowing that the only way take her image away from his head was to sleep with another woman who would cry out his name.
After spending a few hours in the court, he diverted his steps to his room knowing that a beautiful damsel await one that could take the thought of Jasmine away from his head, and just like this he would forget her and never show his face to her again, he would not want to scare the pretty face again not in this lifetime but why was he feeling this way toward her, he had never felt like this any human girl or even one from his territory. He had been cruel to a lot and heartless to many, he chuckled at the thought even after all this they still fight and struggle to get his attention.
He pushed open the door to find a half-naked girl lying on his bed, he stood and watched her smile at him. Slowly he walked toward her and watched her touch her legs seductively, blowing soft kisses to him which seem lame and amusing to him. He stood at the foot of his massive bed and watched her as she slowly moved her waist and legs to draw his attention, looking at her beautiful face expecting to be drawn to her beauty but to his disappointment, he found out that Jasmine's beauty glows more than hers.
Nothing was seen as special or mesmerizing, nothing just her pale skin, he cursed silently as he found out that he was comparing Jasmine's beauty to the lean figure in his bed. He moved away to pour himself a drink before making his way to the massive armchair that faced toward the bed, even though the girl hadn't met his expectation she could at least entertain him just for his amusement. "Touch yourself! He ordered raising his drink to his lips.