Eleanor's POV

Lawrence smiled, and his fingers touched me vaguely. "Logan, don't forget, I'm also a werewolf. I know what's on your mind. As a Beta, you are so weak, because Stella is an Alpha, which makes you feel inferior, so you find this human woman."

His fingers moved to the back of my neck and suddenly grabbed my hair to show off the booty, "Human women are so fragile. They will worship you and look up to you. As long as your fangs bite gently, they'll die. You enjoy the feeling of controlling the whole situation, don't you?"

Logan picked up the chair in the room and attacked Lawrence....