Soul Mates

Haunted

Sunday. April 29, 2000

*Logan's POV*

I sit on the chair in the corner of my room arguing with my wolf. 'What did we do? Raegor, what did we do?'. I look at Mia, she looks like a goddess between my sheets. How could I be so stupid? How could I lose control like that? It was perfect, of course. We spent hours expressing with our bodies how much we love each other. But it was wrong, I'm disgusted with myself for my lack of control.

If she loves me as much as I love her, she won't survive it when I find my mate. It's better if I end it now. 'No. Mine. Ours.' Raegor cries. 'She IS ours but when we find our Luna, then we won't be hers anymore, Raegor. She deserves better than us.'

*Carolina's POV*

I wake up feeling truly happy for the first time in my life. Logan is mine and I am his. I open my eyes and see Logan seating in the corner watching me sleep. My smile dies when I see his face. "No. No, don't say it. Don't you dare say this was a mistake!" It's written all over him, he regrets what happened between us. "Mia, I'm sorry..." He starts to get up but I tell him to stop with my hands. "Sorry? You son of a bitch!" I scream, throwing his pillow at him.

I get up, wrapped in his sheets, and start looking for my clothes. Where the hell are my clothes? I see him moving, perhaps to help me find my stupid shoes. "Don't move, I don't need your help." I dress as fast as I can in his bathroom. Once I'm out he's right there, waiting for me. I look him in the eyes and say, "Tell me now. I need to hear it." "Please, Mia. I'm disgusted with myself as it is."

I disgust him. He probably slept with me out of pity and now he's disgusted. I slapped him once, as hard as I could, and I was about to slap him again when Steven walked in. He took one look at us and he knew, he just knew. He walked over to us, pulled me behind him and then he punched Logan."You piece of shit! You promised me that you'd take care of her!"

Logan didn't say another word, he just stood there looking at me with amber eyes. The same amber eyes that would haunt me for the next 19 years.