Chapter 5 Undeniable attraction.

Tess looks up at the Alpha, her hands reaching up to pull him down. The male allows it and takes her lips into his.

The Alpha Kisses her like there would be no other chance. Tess will let him do it more, that is assuming they still meet.

"So... This weekend?" Tess asks as she breaks the passionate kiss.

The blonde woman bats her lashes at the other. His eyes darken some more and he caresses her face. Logan looks at the drool still connecting them and latches onto her mouth again, this time with more desperation.

Tingles and sparks ignite throughout Tess's body. The feeling is euphoric. Things get intense, and although she feels herself slipping from reality, she grabs a handful of the man's long hair, kissing back harder.

Logan shoves his tongue in and he explores every corner of her mouth, evoking moans of pleasure from his partner. He moves down her neck, sniffing, sucking, nibbling, and licking, earning a chain of curses from the lady; it feels amazing, not like any she has ever felt. She can not even muster the strength to speak but it all comes to an end abruptly.

"I am sorry," Logan whispers.

The woman's heart breaks when she sees the regret swimming in his eyes. Did he not have as much fun as she did?

Tess stares in shock, unable to comprehend what she did wrong. She must have done something, right? The Alpha's voicelessly leads her to the front of her doorstep.

"Good night... Love," Logan says.

He places a peck on his mate's forehead, squeezing his eyes shut, and then darts out of the front yard.

Tess stands speechlessly with her hand on her forehead. What was that? Tears gather and fall gently as she watches the bonnet of Logan's car drive off.

"I have shit luck, don't I?" Tess says to no one.

A package catches the woman's eye. The gift she sent for packaging and a good distraction for her terrible mood. It should keep her busy, temporarily.

She picks it up, and with one look, she goes straight to wrapping it up. She still has a birthday to attend. Brooding would do her no good.

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Logan parks his auto roughly on his lawn, sprinting to the forest. He shifts in the process, increasing his speed and going deeper. The need to calm all the excess energy inside him gets stronger. Logan Chase: the werewolf known widely for having one of the best restraints on his wolf was moments away from claiming his mate.

The bond between a fated pair is no joke especially so for an alpha. They see more, smell more, and feel more. A normal werewolf couple will have marked each other within the first week of meeting. He can't do that.

He has to introduce her to their world to avoid her being overwhelmed; that is the part some alphas skip. They only care about mating.

After calming himself down, the Alpha sits with his head in his palms. He has singlehandedly messed up his chance. It was going well; hell, he even got a kiss, but his horny ass went to ruin it.

The human would probably hate him for forcing himself onto her AND abandoning her without explanation. The thought makes him groan, banging his head on the board of his bed. Things have started moving south already.

"I am so damn lucky, but I blew it. Ah! I forgot I have a meeting," he mutters while staring at his ceiling.

He decides to discuss the recent attacks the next day.

Morning comes fast and Logan is still not able to calm his restless wolf. He decides to get to the root of his problem.

He dials a number and his breath hitches when he hears the melodic voice at the other end.

"Hello? Please who is this?" Tess yawns.

"It's Logan from, you know, yesterday. I'm sorry for kissing you out of nowhere. Not exactly first-date material," Logan sighs.

"So? It's just a kiss," Tess snaps.

The human tries to regulate her breathing so she doesn't show how cross she is but Logan still gets tone. He waits patiently for her; he knows he deserves whatever she throws at him.

"Why did you leave in a rush? Oh, you no longer 'like' me? Is that what it is? If not why would you leave me wondering what the hell I did wrong? Then you go ahead and call me love? I don't understand what you want; if you rather not meet, that's fine by me." Tess says swallowing a sob.

"What? No! I didn't leave because you are undesirable, the opposite actually. If I did not leave I would have had you screaming my name for the whole neighborhood to hear. I didn't think you wanted that. You're so addictive and I want to avoid you hating me, Love." he blurts his thoughts out.

Tess sighs audibly. She might have said it was okay, but that is furthest from the truth; she will be broken if he ends things. She questions why he has such an impact on her life and she fears for her future at the rate she is falling for the raven-haired man.

"Love? Are you there?" Logan asks nervously.

"Six," Tess whispers.

"What?" The Alpha replies.

Tess grumbles, "Six on the dot, Saturday evening. Don't be late."

Even though she cuts the call briskly, Logan doesn't sense any malice; if this is how having a mate does to him, then he will follow her every word.

Not wanting anything preventing him from seeing his girl, he speedily works through the stacks of paperwork and awaits his officials.

Sam arrives first and knocks softly on the thick oak door separating himself and the Alpha.

"Come in," Logan says gruffly.

"Alpha," Sam tilts his head slightly in greeting.

"Where are the others? Let's go to my office," Logan orders gently.

"They are on their way," Sam replies while following the alpha.

As soon as the head warrior steps into the Alpha's home office, the other werewolves arrive, each greeting the Alpha as they pile into the room.

Logan looks at some of his most trusted people, he makes a pleasant note of his Gamma's presence. Four werewolves are standing across from his desk.

Ryan and Will stand to one side while Sam stands some distance away. The last individual sits on a chair brought out for her, Dr. Brenda; the pack doctor.

"Our most urgent matter of discussion is the rogue incident a few days ago," Logan's eyes fleet over the rest.

"William, you have been neglecting your duty and I do not appreciate it. Do not make me take measures, do you understand?" Logan asks.

He needs the Gamma to realize how many lives can be lost because of a mistake.

"I understand," Will nods.

"I was attacked, but something was off about the whole incident." The Alpha frowns.

"What do you mean? Rogues breached our territory right?" Ryan questions.

"No, something was definitely wrong. There were over a dozen of them but they all coordinated their attack. They moved under one leader. Rogues are lone wolves. When one got me, I could've sworn it was with its teeth, but the bleeding did not stop, and I kept getting dizzy and weaker. Everything was planned. I couldn't get the leader; he escaped but I have the feeling he will be back. Tighten security, do not let anyone in or out without my knowledge." Logan snarls.

"Yes, sir." The three males chorus.

Dr. Brenda gasps and looks the Alpha over even though she knows there will be no injury.

"How did you survive? If wolfsbane was used, how come you did not come to the hospital?" Dr. Brenda asks.

"Someone helped me get the object laced with the wolfsbane out of me so I am fine," Logan replies.

They swap ideas on what the schedule of the guards will be. Dr. Brenda takes her leave early on.

All the werewolves go home with a heavy cloud above their thoughts.

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Tess replays her conversation with the enigma in her head and her cheeks take a permanent shade of red.

She decides to take a bath, so she does not think of how she would have allowed Logan to have his way with her had he stayed.

Fully submerged in the foamy water, Tess imagines what it would be like with the alpha by her side.

With the Alpha's body pressed to her back as she relaxes her muscles from a long day.

She imagines his hands softly grazing her twin buds and massaging her moulds. Her hands go to her bosom.

Her thought goes to the male's large hands cupping her core and finding home in her womanhood. Her hand moves between her legs.

The Alpha groaning as she feels him swell from underneath her crosses her mind. The blonde lets her hands work; one twisting and squeezing her pink pebbled nips while the other moves in and out of her treasure.

Tess thinks about how splendid it would be to have the Alpha here right now, pleasuring her. She makes do with her skilled hand that keeps prodding at her sweet spot.

Tess cries out as she reaches completion.

What happens during the weekend? Do they catch the rogue that disturbs them?