- Visitor
<p>Louve left her cousin's study with a choking feeling in her chest. Immediately she closed the door behind her, she slid to the floor and wrapped her arms around her knees, sobbing. First my mate and now my cousin, she thought.</p>
<p>She knew that Logan could be very stubborn about a lot of things, including sharing information about his personal life, much less the life he shared with his mate. But she did not expect him to say all those hateful words. People said things they really mean when they are angry or sad. And she knew that Logan had been very angry with her.</p>
<p>She would help him get the warriors he needed. Not because she had completely forgiven him for his hateful words, but because she knew how many lives would be at stake if she refused to call her father for help. She thought about the little children and women of the pack and sighed. They should not be let to suffer because of their alpha's stupidity.</p>
<p>She raised her head as she heard voices and stood up abruptly before anyone could catch her crying. She was Miss Louve, after all: the cousin of the alpha. She hastily dried her tears on the shirt she was wearing and started walking down the hallway. </p>
<p>She turned a corner and saw two maids coming with trolleys full of food for the alpha. The bell for dinner must have been rung, she thought. The two maids curtseyed in greeting, then looked up at her. She knew that they could see her puffy eyes and red, tear-streaked cheeks but she didn't wait for them to ask questions about it. She turned and continued walking down the hallway before either of the maid could do nothing more than guess.</p>
<p>She went to the room that she and Casper shared as mates and walked in. The room was empty, as she thought. Casper would be having dinner in the dining room with the gamma and other members of the Council. And that was just as well. She did not want to explain her teary face to him either.</p>
<p>Louve walked over to the landline on the other side of the room and picked up the telephone, dialing her father's number. At this point she knew it off-hand. </p>
Sign in with Google
By proceeding, We will assume you have read and agree to our Terms of Service and Privacy Policy.