Page 11 of Fortune Academy: Year Two
What’s your superpower?
Oh, you know.THE CLAW.
Logan glared at me after Aaron and the others left us alone. “The claw? That’s this new ability of yours? Pretty lame name.”
“It’s supposed to be lame. I didn’t know I could do that, and it’s lame. Who has claws, anyway?”
He raised an eyebrow. “Cats, for one. Are they rubbing off on you?” He grunted as he took a seat. There was a pair of shorts next to him, but of course he didn’t have the decency to put them on. Instead he just grinned at me with fangs pointing from his lips as blood ran down the inside of his thigh.
“You really should see a doctor,” I suggested, averting my gaze when I was tempted to look. I’d seen his dick before, but there was just something wrong about checking out a guy that was bleeding all over the floor.
“I’ll heal in a minute.” He patted the seat next to him. “Let’s chat.”
I scoffed and crossed my arms, keeping my chin high to make sure I still didn’t look. “Chat? Really? You’ve been avoiding me like the plague ever since Hendrik got into your head and now you want to chat.”
He smirked and his gaze fell to the stone that rested on my cleavage. It burned with fresh energy and I realized that it had fed on Logan’s suffering caused by his wound. In fact, the stone was still feeding on him now. Was Logan in pain?
“Yes, I’m in pain,” Logan confirmed, making me jolt.
“How are you in my head?” I whispered. “Can all the wolves do that?”
He shrugged. “Only ones that have mated to you.” He smirked, showing fang. “If any of them do, be sure to tell me so I can neuter them.”
Shock washed over me and I found myself taking the seat he offered before I fell over. “Excuse me?”
He released a long sigh. “Look. I’ve been avoiding you because I accidentally mated to you. It’s embarrassing.”
My mouth opened and closed a few times before I managed to croak out some words. “How does one ‘accidentally’ mate?” I mean, I was pretty sure Logan and I hadn’t slept together. I felt the pull of his Virtue bond, but it wasn’t permanent yet.
He perked up. “What’s a Virtue bond?”
Shit.
“Uh, nothing. You know. You’re so virtuous and all. It’s enough to make any girl want to bond to you, right?”
Yeah, I was babbling.
“No,” he drawled, leaning into me. “I don’t have any good virtues, and girls don’t bond. They fuck, or screw, or take.Bondis a magical term.” He tilted his head, his nostrils flaring as if he could scent any untruth. “What kind of creature are you that you need a mate-bond?”
I stilled my thoughts from answering that question, since apparently Logan could read my fucking mind.
“I can’t read your mind, darling. You’re shouting in my head and it’s impossiblenotto listen.”
Right.
I shot to my feet before I said or “shouted” something at Logan I shouldn’t. “Why did you bring me in here? If it’s to punish me for hurting you, or helping the panthers win the game, I’m sorry.” I tugged off the Blood Stone and dangled it in front of me. “This is why I did it. Hendrik is going to let Olivia die if I don’t pay him a blood debt by charging this stone that feeds on suffering and you were one of his targets he told me to go after.”
Logan frowned. “I knew you were his pet, but I figured that was because you were trying to get into his pants.”
Well, I definitely wasn’t doing his bidding to get into his pants, but I’d eventually have to answer the call of our Virtue bond.
A low growl emanated from Logan’s chest as he stalked me. His wound had nearly closed and his muscles rippled with renewed strength. I became acutely aware that I was in close confines with an Alpha predator—one that had just proclaimed I was his mate.
“Youaremy mate. Even if you haven’t accepted me yet, you have magic that calls to mine. Your thoughts invade my head. I don’t know if it’s this Virtue bond you keep referring to, or if you’re a compatible shifter, but whatever it is, I can smell your need for me.” His nostrils flared as his gaze dipped, every part of him hardening.
“Will you stop undressing me with your eyes?” I snapped even as fear and anticipation ran down my spine when he approached me.
Logan backed me up against a wall and boxed me in with his arms. “I wouldn’t have to if you’d take those things off.” He leaned in until his breath puffed against my neck, sending goosebumps pebbling across my exposed skin. “I brought you in here because you marked me, darling. That’s the first step in a mating courtship.”
