LOGAN

I was seated at the Dark moon council meeting, discussing with the elders and as usual, the topic was about Ava. I was growing angry over their constant talking about Ava. I slammed my fist on the table, startling everyone.

“Enough!” My voice heavy but laced with command and authority. “I’ve sat here all day, listening to your gibberish talk about my mate, your Luna and I've had enough of it.”

“But Alpha?” One of the elders spoke. “We only want the betterment of the ...