Caught Between Them

I stared at the chicken breast on my plate for the fifth time this morning. Gwen had insisted I eat up because I was growing thin. Logan had been worried and called for doctors who said I was okay and that I just needed to eat well.

“You know, looking at the food won’t make you have an appetite, just dig in” Gwen said, sitting across. Gwen was the only person Logan allowed to sit that close to me.

I poked out my tongue at Gwen and she grinned. “You are one hell of a big baby Amelia.” She said and gulped down her wine. I watched as her throat moved and raised my glass to my lips and sipped. The wine flavor hit my tongue and suddenly I felt hungry.

“I am hungry” I announced and Gwen burst into laughter.

“Seriously Amelia?” She said with a grin, “I thought you said you didn’t have an appetite” she teased and I smiled.

“The wine is something else” I said, raising my glass and she chuckled. Gwen leaned closer, suddenly serious.

“Do you really believe the beta is dead?” She asked and I froze. Why is she asking me this now? Truth be told, every fiber in my being told me he was still alive but I have given up hopes of him ever coming back.

“I don’t know, I mean if he is still alive. He will be back here” I said. It sounded like I was trying to convince myself. Gwen studied me way too long, her gray eyes seem to bore right into my soul.

“You seem to know something, Amelia. Which you don’t want to share with anyone” she said and stood. She walked up to me and held my shoulder.

“Follow your heart Amelia. No one knows your heart more than you do” she said and kissed my forehead, “I will be right back. My crush has asked me to meet him in his room, it’s gonna be wild” she whispered and grinned when she saw my mortified face. I blushed.

“Damn you” I said and she grinned and walked away, sashaying her hips. I smiled and tore into the chicken.

“Hey” came Logan’s voice and I raised my head and watched as he walked to the table, I offered a smile. He looked very handsome in his white shirt and jeans. His blond hair was neatly groomed.

“Join me” I offered. He smiled, and sat on a chair beside me. He watched as I poured him a glass of wine. I handed it to him and he sipped it.

“Wow,” he said, eyes closed. “This is good wine” he commented and I nodded.

“Sorry about last night” I apologized, Logan had found me after I had run off in grief and howled out my anguish.

“It’s okay” he said and held my hand, he looked at me. “I want to ask you something” he said and I tensed. Did he find out about me and Brock?

“I had forgotten to officially ask you this,” he said. “Will you be my mate? My wife, my love” he said and I smiled.

“I would be honored” I answered, not wanting him to get any suspicions.

“Good” he said and kissed me, “There will be a party tonight. I’ll send for Gwen” he said and I couldn’t help but help that I was biting more than I could chew.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

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Gwen brushed my blonde hair and laughed when she saw my scowling face. I hated this luxury and the way I was treated as royalty.

“You look like a queen” Gwen said grinning on purpose, she has been trying to taunt me.

“I look like a pipsqueak” I said and Gwen laughter filled the room and I smiled. She knew how to fill me with warmth.

“You are a queenly pipsqueak” she said with a smile and did the finishing touches to my hair

“How do I look?” I asked and she grinned.

“Like a Queen” she said and I sighed. She isn’t gonna let that slide. “Come on let’s rock your engagement party”

“Engagement party?” I made a face. “It’s a mating ceremony-in-advance party” I said and she laughed and smacked my butt. The sound echoed in the room and I glared at her and she chuckled.

“Sorry. I can’t help it, you have a nice ass. Bubble butt actually” she teased and I rolled my eyes and smacked her own butt, she yelled out loud.

“Jeez queen, is that how I smacked yours?” She said and linked her arms to mine. “Let’s go meet hottie alpha”

“Hottie alpha?” I said with a laugh as we walked down the stairs. “Is that what you call Logan?” I said and she grinned

“Yep” she said smugly, we entered the large hall and I grinned as the music blared from the speakers.

“Is that……”

“Yep” Gwen said, “That’s Maroon 5. My favorite musician” she twirled her waist in rhythm to the music.

“There you are,” said Logan’s voice and I turned and offered him a smile.

“Here I am” I said and Logan grinned and linked arms with Gwen and I.

“In a minute, everyone is gonna officially know you are my mate. Ready?” He asked and I nodded. Fuck Brock, he should probably be in hell for breaking his promise to come to me. Logan took my hand and we climbed upstage. He picked a mic.

“My fellow wolves” he bellowed, “I, your alpha has chosen a mate, someone to be with me for the rest of my life, a beautiful lady. Amelia Grace” he said and the crowd burst into a huge and deafening cheer. Logan grinned at me as the music started and he pulled me closer and we danced, but something caught my eye as I looked behind Logan. Standing in a corner, face devoid of emotion was my nightmare, my wet dreams, the person I fell in love with.

Brock Jackson.

He took one look at me and Logan, his green eyes which I could even see from here hardened and in one swift move he was gone.