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"Please?" Logan begged.

"No. No way Logan! You have to let this happen naturally." I stated.

"But it's not fair!" Logan cried, sounding like a child.

"Look," I sighed, "When you come across your mate you don't want it to be forced. It's like... mysterious, almost. You could find her at any time and when you do... It just makes it all worth it." I smiled, gazing at the picture of Zander and I resting in a picture frame.

Silence.

"Not that I didn't appreciate your little speech and all... But I just want my mate now. I haven't shagged in over eight weeks, and that is huge commitment for me." He breathed.

Rolling my eyes, I gazed down at my nails, noticing the chipped nail polish. Suddenly, an idea popped into my head.

"Logan?" I drawled out, smirking at him.

"What?" He asked, eyeing me suspiciously.

"Before you disagree, remember that this is actually in your favor just as much as mine." I started, watching his eyes light up.

"So you'll do it? You'll let me hold a ball with all of the sexy, single wolf-ladies?" He grinned. "Oh, and the theme will be strictly lingerie... Mmm, I can imagine all them curves already." Licking his lips he stared at me expectantly as I raised an eyebrow amusedly.

"Don't get too excited love, I'm talking about going to get my nails done. What do you think?" I asked, showing him my hands.

"You are joking, right?" He questioned.

"No?" I replied.

"Hate to break it to you Iris. But I don't get my nails done."  He smirked, "But I don't mind watching you get a spray tan; naked."

"Logan!" I shrieked, slapping his arm.

"What? Can't blame a guy for trying!" He laughed.

"You're lucky Zander isn't around." I joked. "I pity your mind. I bet there's even posters of half naked girls in there too." I grimaced.

"Half naked? As if. The girls in my head are fully naked." He winked, moving away before I could slap his arm again.

"I don't think your mate would appreciate other girls in there, do you?" I asked coyly.

"They'll vanish when I find her. Man, all my thoughts will be of her, myself and a bed... I mean maybe a new car too or-"

"Don't." I cringed, cutting him off as I stood up. "I don't even want to know."

"Wait, wait!" He cried, "What will I get out of going with you to get those claws done?"

Gasping, I slapped his arm. "They're not claws!"

"Jeesh, are you PMSing?" He retorted, raising a brow.

"Logan." I warned, rolling my eyes.

"If I buy you some chocolate and tampons will you be happier, Iris?" He joked.

"You better go say your goodbyes to your Xbox." I smirked, running up the stairs towards his bedroom.

"Touch my baby and I will feed your insides to the pups!" He growled, chasing after me.

Laughing mischeviously, I burst into Logan's room, stopping short at the sight in front of me. "Oh, shit!" I exclaimed, covering my eyes as Logan bumped into my back.

"What? What's going on?" Logan stated, before looking into his room. "Oh, fuck! I'm proud of you bro. Mating within the first day. Never thought that would happ-"

"Get out already!" Lawson growled, covering his clearly embaressed mate with his naked torso.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry." I rushed out, shooting Amber an apologetic look before pulling Logan out of the room.

As soon as the door was closed I looked at Logan, only to see him laughing at my reddened cheeks.

"Shut up!" I puffed, walking down the stairs quickly.

"What?" He chuckled. I knew that annoying smirk that the Reid brothers had managed to perfect was plastered on his face without even looking.

"You knew he was in there, didn't you!" I accused when we reached the living room.

"I might have known... But I forgot! Honestly." He promised, holding out his pinky.

My scowl morphed into a small smile as I watched his childish actions. Pushing my pinky into his he smiled and let them go.

"You know, I thought a little sister would be annoying but it's not that bad." Logan retorted.

"Little sister? I'm two years older than you! If anything, you're my younger brother." I smirked.

"I don't think so! I'm the tallest one here, therefore I win." He shrugged.

"What? No. Don't use my height against me!" I shouted, looking at his looming stance over my short figure.

He sighed, "Calm down Iris, I thought we were going to get them claws of yours prettied up?"

He simply laughed as I scowled at him, before dragging me out towards his car.

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"Can I have a full set of gels, please." I grinned, sitting down in front of the beautician as Logan sat down in the chair next to the table, eyeing the pretty girl who's nametag read Lesley.

"Okay, love," Lesley replied, before noticing Logan's stare. "Is he your boyfriend?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows as she looked at Logan relaxing in his chair.

"No, he's my boyfriend's brother." I replied.

"Oh, so he's single then?" She whispered, her face lighting up.

A small smirk appears on Logan's face, she may be whispering but I bet my life he is listening to this whole conversation with his heightened hearing.

"I guess so." I muttered uncomfortably, watching as her eyes travelled down Logan's body lustfully.

"That's... good." She smirked, turning her attention back to my nails.

After she had finished we had followed Lesley to the cash register. Paying the right amount, we were ready to leave when Lesley placed a hand on Logan's shoulder. She handed him a small piece of paper before giving him a wink and walking back to another customer.

"Girl's number 276." Logan grinned as we walked out of the shop, shoving the piece of paper into the bin, much to my surprise.

"You count?" I questioned, slightly proud that he threw away her number. Maybe he really did want his mate.

"Of course I do." He laughed, putting an arm around my shoulder and shaking me slightly.

"Why doesn't that surprise me?" I drawled out, sarcasm dripping from every word.

"I don't know actually, probably-" He stopped as we bumped into someone.

"Oh god, sorry!" I said, smiling at the girl, slightly annoyed that Logan hadn't said a word of apology yet. Looking towards him, I glared at the side of his face. His eyes were zeroed in on the girl, though.

Breaking eye contact with Logan, the curvy blonde eyed his arm around my shoulders and hurt crossed her features. Her bottom lip trembled before she turned an ran, her long hair floating behind her.

"Mine," Logan growled, chasing the girl and quickly pulling her into his chest in a tight embrace.

Oh... Oh. Holy shit.

Slowly, I approached the two, realising I was slightly to blame for their missunderstanding. Logan was trying to reassure her that I wasn't his girlfriend, but her sobs overpowered any of her conscious thoughts.

Her scent proved that the blonde was in fact a werewolf, so using my Luna tone I tried to calm her down. "Try to calm down so that we can talk about this, okay? Just breathe. It is a huge missunderstanding."

Slowly, her sobs turned into sniffles and she stepped out of Logan's embrace, not daring to look him in the eyes.

A pained expression crossed his face. Swiftly, he grabbed her hand and pulled her to a close bench and sat down, placing her on his lap.

She squealed and tried to get off, "No, I'm too heavy. I'll hurt you!"

Logan let out a low growl and pulled her chin to look at him. "You're as light as a fucking feather to me."

A deep red flooded her cheeks as she nodded, relaxing slightly in his hold.

I sat next to them and the girls gaze flickered to mine before bowing her head slightly in respect. "I'm sorry for my behaviour, Luna. I-"

"Don't worry about it." I reassured. "If I were you and saw my mate touching another girl, I would probably have cut off his balls." I stated, watching as Logan gulped nervously and a small amused smile lit her face.

"Don't give her any ideas," Logan smirked, watching as his mate blushed deeper.

"I just want to let you know that Logan is my little brother." I grinned at him as his eyes turned to slits. "His brother is my mate, the Alpha of the Blood Claw pack."

"Oh... so-so you're not going to reject me?" She whispered, glancing at Logan from under her long lashes.

He shook his head. "Why would I ever reject such a beautiful mate?" He muttered, kissing her knuckles.

She smiled and looked down shyly, fiddling with her hands. "Not many people would think I'm beautiful." She mumbled under her breath, but I don't think he caught it.

Logan's mate seemed to be self-conscious. I hoped that by having the love from her mate she would open up and become more confident in herself.

She had long, blonde hair and a voluptious, curvy body with emerald for eyes. I was sure that Logan would help her to feel beautiful and loved in her own skin.

"What's your name, princess?" He asked, grinning cheesily as he calls her one of his nicknames.

"Anna," She says timidly, "Anna Lionél."

"You're french too? Fuck." He muttered, eyeing Anna from head to toe.

She giggled, "My parents are from France, I was born in England. I know a little French though."

"Ooh la la." I joked, standing up. "Shall we head back before Zander starts to worry? Would you like to come, Anna?"

"I'd like that." She replied, smiling at Logan as he stood up and instantly grabbed for her hand.

"You'll have to meet my twin and his mate." Logan grinned, watching as her eyes widened.

"You have a twin?" She asked curiously.

"I do." He grinned, excited for them to meet.

"Wow." She whispered quietly.

"Don't think about having a foursome though, apparently that only happens in stories." He sighed, rolling his eyes.

"Logan!" I scolded.

All I could hear after that was quiet giggles and Logan's contagious laughter. I had a feeling that those two would fit together perfectly.

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