Rejected? Whatever. (UNDER MAJOR CONSTRUCTION)

Chapter 5

Logan carried me upstairs to our bedroom. I didn’t want to walk and what’s the point of having a big strong man, if you’re not putting him to good use? He was carrying me and packed suit cases. (Two for each of us.) 

He tossed me onto the bed. I giggled. 

“Don’t unpack. We’re heading over to the Blood Moon pack the day after tomorrow.”

Wow, that’s a mood killer.

“Yeah, fine.” I spoke briskly. 

“I have pack business to get to. Help get everyone settled in. Tomorrow we’ll discuss exactly what I need you to do when we get to Blood Moon.” 

“Alright.” I sighed defeated.

***

I walked back outside. It was around two in the morning, so it was pitch black outside. With our wolf eyes, we were able to see fine. Everyone was still awake and scrambling to find a room.

“Luna Mikky!” Little Kylie cheered.

“Hey, pup.” I swept her up and hugged her. Logan wanted our maid to be with us and since Kylie’s her daughter, she was allowed to come.

“Did you and your mommy find your room?”

“Luna, I haven’t called my mom ‘mommy’ in like a year.” Considering she’s seven, what she called a year was probably just a month.

“Awh, my bad, sweetie. Did you guys find your room?” I asked again.

“Yes. I get a big bed! Mom said that it used to be a beta’s room!” She yelled excitedly. 

“Lucky Puppy!” I smiled at her. “You want to do me a favor?”

She nodded her head enthusiastically. 

“Can you go around asking people if they have found their rooms? If they haven’t send them over to me. Also, if there’s any fighting over rooms, send them to me, and I’ll sort it out.”

“Okay!” She jumped out of my arms and ran away to do her job.

***

After four hours of directing people to their rooms and breaking up fights about housing, everyone had a room. The sun went up about an hour ago.

I walked into the pack house and stopped off at Kylie’s room to make sure she got back okay. After, I went back to my room.

I opened the door. Logan was on the bed sleeping. He’s so cute when he’s sleeping. Lately, he’s been so stressed. It was nice to see the wrinkles on his forehead gone.

I stripped out of my jeans and button up shirt. I found one of Logan’s t shirts and put it on. His clothes are so comfy. 

I slid into the bed next to him. In his sleep, he grabbed me and pulled me closer. I snugged into his arms and rested my head on his strong chest. I reached up to kiss him cheek before I drifted off to sleep. 

***

“Mikky, get up! We have plans to go through.” Logan gently shook me awake. 

I groaned. “What time is it?”

“Ten.” 

“Logan! I just got to bed at six thirty!”