choice.”
“Oh, this is not happening,” Allison
muttered, hanging her head ruefully. “Your kind sure has some crazy
rules.”
Allison flopped down on the bed and sighed
heavily, hiding her eyes underneath her arm, which she draped
across them in frustration.
“They may seem crazy to you, but they’ve
kept our kind in check for hundreds of years,” Logan
said.
“I’m sorry,” Allison said quickly, glancing
at Logan apologetically. “I didn’t mean to insult you. I’m just
shocked that you’d kill your own kind over some rules. Who makes
the rules, anyway?”
“You know how on those nature shows they
show baby animals that get abandoned or their parents die and they
have these natural instincts?” Logan asked. “Like birds have the
instinct to migrate?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, some of it is like instinct. It’s
something that is so deeply ingrained into our psyche we are
powerless to go against it. Like taking you as a mate. We
physically couldn’t prevent it, because it would be going against
thousands of years of instinct.”
“But animals go against their instincts all
the time,” Allison pointed out.
“I suppose. But for us, instinct is all
about survival. We’ve developed a society based on strict obedience
of our laws. It’s the only thing that keeps our kind safe from
being hunted by humans. We obey our laws strictly. Those that don’t
draw too much attention and could get us killed.”
“Well, how is that other pack able to go
against their instincts?”
“The best way I can explain it is to point
out humans who go crazy and go on murderous rampages. You know…
like serial killers and stuff. They’re insane.”
“So this other pack is crazy?”
“Basically.”
“The whole pack?”
“A pack feeds off the emotions of their
Alpha. Michael is our Alpha, and we pretty much have to obey
whatever he commands. Their Alpha… his name is Victor… went crazy
and took his pack with him.”
“I see.”
“It wasn’t always that way. Victor used to
be a decent guy. But then…”
Logan’s face drained of color, and his mouth
hung open for a moment. Then he cleared his throat
uncomfortably.
“Then what?” Allison urged him.
“Um… nothing,” Logan said. “Then he went
crazy and that’s it.”
“But what about… you know… the kiss?”
Allison asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Logan’s brow furrowed, and he looked
irritated.
“It’s a betrayal,” Logan said flatly.
“Michael betrayed all of us.”
“How?”
“You’re our mate, not his. He had no
right to do that without us being present. It’s not allowed.”
“But he’s the Alpha. Can’t he do what he
wants?”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” Logan
snapped.
“Logan, I…”
“I wish you hadn’t even told me any of
this!” Logan shouted, jumping to his feet and taking a few steps
toward the back of the room. He threw his hands into the air. “I
don’t want to know this!”
Allison placed her hands on his bare back.
He bristled, his muscles instinctively jerking away from her, but
then he started to relax.
“I’m sorry,” Allison said gently. “I didn’t
know any of this.”
“It’s not your fault,” Logan said, his head
hanging limply. “I just don’t understand why Michael would do
something like that. I thought you two couldn’t stand each other,
anyway.”
Allison’s hands dropped and her shoulders
slouched heavily. She sighed.
“We can’t,” she admitted. “I don’t really
understand what happened. It just… happened.”
“Did you like it?” Logan asked gently.
“What? I… no!” she hissed. “No, it… he
was…”
“Let’s talk about something else,” Logan
said quickly.
“Good idea,” Allison agreed.
“I know, let’s play a game!” Logan
suggested.
He opened a cupboard near the back of the
room and pulled out a stack of board games. Allison’s stomach was
still twisted in vicious knots over everything that had happened
lately,