Chapter 7

Anastasia spent the rest of the day reading some books about the pack and how it runs.

Whilst she was shuffling through the documents, tidying it up after reading everything, Logan walked in. “Time for dinner,” he grunted and lifted her off the floor, not giving the omega enough time to not only see him come over with his intentions clear but also to be picked up.

She didn't like this alpha all that much. He looked mean and barely spoke. But he was her other mate, so she hoped she could get used to this alpha soon.

She wanted to be fond of this alpha, just like she was of Leo. Both of their touches were not forceful and made her turn into putty immediately. Logan’s hold felt firmer and stronger, but less like he was trying to stop her from running away, and more like he wanted to keep her safe.

The alpha’s attitude still seemed gruff, just like all the ones that had wronged her in the past. But she hoped it wasn't true. He shared the same DNA as the sweetest