Chapter 38. Mixed Feelings

Savannah’s POV

I don’t feel like leaving the room. After Harlan this morning and Logan after that… What am I gonna do? How am I gonna go out there and face them? And more importantly, how do I even face myself?

I stand in the bathroom looking at my reflection in the mirror. I’ve just taken another shower. Twice within the span of a few hours, yes.

Who am I turning into…?

I don’t recognize the girl I’m looking at in the mirror. She’s got a hickey mark on her neck, courtesy of Logan. And she has even more marks on her lower body. Her inner thigh has a mark courtesy of Harlan from this morning. And of course, don’t forget the slap marks all over the behind too.

I know it’s crazy to say, but everything I’ve felt with Harlan I feel with Logan too. They’re very different people, obviously, but they leave me with the same taste in my mouth. I don’t know what that means, but my wolf is very satiated. She’s calm and in absolute ignorance bliss.

I pu