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Michael said. “Unfortunately, it was either this, or allow the other pack to have you. And I am quite certain you’d have chosen to come with us if you knew what they were like. They would not have been gentle with you, nor would they have complied with pack laws. You would probably be dead right now, or at least in a great deal of pain.”
     
    Michael’s voice was dull and resonating inside Allison’s head. Her stomach lurched, and she tried not to vomit. The color drained from her face.
     
    “Michael?” Logan interjected cautiously.
     
    Michael turned to face Logan without a word.
     
    “Maybe we should let her get some sleep,” Logan suggested. “She looks really exhausted.”
     
    “Perhaps that would be best,” Michael agreed. He turned back to Allison and said, “Please, get some rest. We will discuss this tomorrow.”
     
    Allison nodded weakly. Logan took the tray away. He shot her an apologetic glance, but his eyes quickly shifted away from her gaze. He headed out of the room, and Luke followed him. She lied down and pulled the blankets over her. Michael remained in his chair.
     
    “You’re not leaving?” she asked.
     
    “I must stay… for your protection,” he said.
     
    “I see.”
     
    She closed her eyes, and tried not to think of the events that had transpired. She thought of Kyle, and almost wished, for just a moment, that she were back with him. At least living with a cheating bastard was better than being forced into a sexual relationship with a pack of werewolves, wasn’t it?
     
    Before long, she somehow managed to fall asleep.

Chapter Two
     
    Evil, reflective eyes stared at her in the darkness. A resounding, guttural growl erupted, sending chills through her body. Her heart began to thump rapidly in her chest, and she could feel her pulse pounding in her head.
     
    Lips curled savagely, revealing rows of sharp teeth that glinted menacingly in the moonlight. A flash of fur and teeth lunged at her.
     
    “No!” she cried, shielding her face with her arms.
     
    She gasped, shooting up in bed. Beads of sweat trickled down her face and neck, and her heart thudded harshly.
     
    “Hey!” Logan said, quickly moving from the nearby chair to sit on the bed beside her. “It’s alright! You’re safe.”
     
    His arms folded around her protectively, and she dissolved into them a trembling wreck. The dream had been so real.
     
    “Where’s Michael?” she asked.
     
    “Sleeping,” Logan said. “It’s my shift.”
     
    “Oh.”
     
    “Don’t worry, I can protect you just as well as he can,” he puffed up defiantly.
     
    “No, I… I didn’t mean anything by it,” Allison said quickly. “I was just wondering.”
     
    Logan relaxed a little.
     
    “Michael and Luke think I can’t do things because I’m so young,” Logan confessed. “I may be young, but I’m not weak.”
     
    “How old are you, anyway?” she asked.
     
    “Nineteen,” he answered. “Luke is twenty-three and Michael is twenty-seven. They think they’re so much better than me because they’re older.”
     
    “I don’t think that,” Allison said, managing a weak smile.
     
    Logan puffed up again and grinned.
     
    “My sister thinks the same way,” Allison told him. “She’s always thought she was better than me because she was older. You know, smarter, more successful, all that.”
     
    “You have a sister?” Logan asked.
     
    “Yeah. Her name is Andrea,” Allison said. “I’m twenty-one, and she’s twenty-nine. She’s married, has two kids, college degree, nice job… I’m single with a cheating bastard boyfriend, no kids, and I work as a waitress.”
     
    “That doesn’t mean anything,” Logan said. “It’s who you are as a person that matters.”
     
    “Well, everyone thinks Andrea is perfect,” Allison lamented. “In fact, I doubt anyone will even notice I’m gone for a while.”
     
    “I’m sorry,” Logan said gently.
     
    “It’s alright, I’m used to it,”