Aella quietly left the room after Logan fell into another sleep. She realized that she needed a bit of fresh air after her cuddle with him. Being his mate and sharing his emotions had taken a huge toll on her own emotions. It was an automatic thing, almost unavoidable. If Logan was feeling pain, she would feel it too. She'd had to set aside her own burdens and carry his own. Now that he was asleep, she was free to organize her thoughts again.

She walked downstairs to the foyer while looking around warily. Since her tattoo had been discovered by that buck-toothed maid, she had been extra careful and...