Logan's Rattler A. Jarrett (electronic reader .TXT) 📖

alone. When Finn came upon him, he looked frightened, as if he were running from something.

Logan nibbled on his lower lip, and Finn couldn’t help but stare at the now-plump, cherry-red tissue. A horn blared, and he turned his attention back to the road just in time to jerk the wheel to the side, barely missing a car coming in the other direction. Logan swayed in his seat when Finn wrenched the wheel.

“I remember being mad at my boyfriend.” Logan took a long pause. “Well technically he isn’t my boyfriend, just some guy I was dating, but still a guy I liked. I thought he liked me, too.” Logan shifted in his seat.

Finn didn’t like hearing that his mate liked another man, but all that happened before they met. “Did something happen between the two of you?” He had to try his hardest not to hiss out his words.

“Rhett, that’s the guy’s name, wanted me to go star gazing with him. He brought a telescope, rolled out a sleeping bag and even got a fire going. It was really romantic until three of his friends showed up.” Finn could see Logan fist his hands out of the corner of his eyes.

His knuckles turning bone white. “Everything was fine at first, then they started looking at me funny. Then the things they were thinking.”

He snorted. “I couldn’t believe people think about things like that.”

Finn chanced a glance at his mate. What did he mean what they were thinking? How could he possibly know their inner thoughts?

“I started to argue with Rhett, who tried to convince me I was overreacting.” Logan turned in his seat, anger written all over his face. He jabbed a finger into his chest. “I was overreacting? Can you believe the nerve of that guy? Just because I wasn’t into a gangbang with his buddies, I was the one with the problem.”

Logan’s Rattler

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Finn gripped the wheel so tight he thought it would crumble to dust. His mate had been subjected to advances from not one but several men. Logan had every right to be upset, but it didn’t explain why Logan had been running.

“Logan, were they chasing you? Is that why you were running alone in the woods?” If he ever saw the guy, Finn had full intentions of beating the ever-loving crap out of Rhett.

“That’s where this whole story gets weird. I was walking along talking to myself, actually criticizing myself for once again picking a loser, when I heard howling. It was unlike anything I had ever heard before. I mean, I’ve been camping before and heard wolves howling in the distance, but this was different, louder more aggressive. Then it started to get closer, and I could hear something running behind me.

So naturally I took off running for my life which wasn’t easy in the dark. I was for sure I was going to be dog food.” Logan chuckled.

“But the last thing I saw were these glowing yellow eyes as I ran forward.” Logan took in a deep breath. “That’s all I remember before waking up in your bed.” Even in the dark Finn saw a slight blush brightening Logan’s cheeks.

Damn his mate could talk, and the man wasn’t even out of breath.

He ran through what his mate had just said quietly in his head. From the sounds of Logan’s explanation, there had to be werewolves in the woods. Question being, did Logan’s sort-of boyfriend become a victim or did he and his buddies make it out of the woods okay? Not that Finn particularly cared if the creep lived or not, but if these weren’t friendly wolves, there stood a chance they were Warriors of the Dark. And if they were Dark Warriors, they had to be dealt with.

He would have to contact the alpha of the Carrington Pack to see if they had any wolves patrolling the area earlier that evening.

Finn had known some wolves back in the day that took pleasure in taunting and chasing humans for sport. Some had even killed the humans when they caught them. That was something Finn didn’t take lightly. That’s part of the reason he joined up with the Warriors