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, but she could see how eager Logan was, so she relented.
“How about this one?” she asked, pulling out a random box.
“Oh, I like that one,” Logan agreed.
They were still playing when the huge door clanged and screeched open and Luke peered around the corner with a look of panic spreading across his face. Logan jumped to his feet and knocked the game board over, sending tiny plastic pieces clattering onto the concrete floor.
“Michael took off!” Luke gasped.
“What? Where’d he go?” Logan asked.
“To see Victor.”
“What?” Logan shrieked. “They’ll kill him!”
A lump swelled in Allison’s throat, and her heart began to pound savagely in her chest.
“He just said he needed to talk to Victor and he jumped up and ran out before I could stop him,” Luke groaned, shaking his head.
“Damn it!” Logan swore. “What was he thinking?”
Logan drew his fist back and punched the concrete wall so hard that it sank inward, sending a shower of concrete bits onto the floor and left a fist-sized indentation behind. He swore again as he pulled back his throbbing hand and nursed it.
“We have to go get him,” Luke said.
“But we can’t leave Allison!” Logan argued.
“They’ll kill him !” Luke reiterated.
“Go!” Allison said suddenly. “Lock me in here. I’ll be fine. Just go!”
Logan turned to Allison and grabbed her shoulders. His eyes were glistening as he stared deeply into hers.
“We can’t leave you alone,” he said. “Michael would flip out.”
“Logan, go,” Allison demanded. “I saw what happened to him before. You can’t let him go alone.”
Logan was silent as he mulled things over. He stood there motionless, his hands trembling as they held her shoulders.
“Come on,” Luke said. “We’re losing time.”
“ Go ,” Allison urged once more.
Logan’s head dropped forward, and he exhaled sharply.
“Fine,” he relented. “But you stay put!”
“Like I could get out of here if I wanted to,” Allison groaned. “Just go!”
Without another word, Logan followed Luke out of the room and the heavy metal door clanged shut behind them. Allison slumped into her chair and froze. She felt numb. She knew she should be afraid of being alone there. She was trapped. If they did come for her, she’d be defenseless. But she couldn’t feel much of anything.
Then it hit her. These men would really die to protect her. Michael had been seriously injured