Alpha's Second Chance novel Chapter 158

OLIVIA

After everything that had happened, everyone really needed to have some time off, and a chance to have fun. The festival was planned to be happening in a week. With the two competitions planned, one for the Alphas and the other for the Lunas. And to make it safe and fair the Lunas are only allowed to fight in human form, but I am good with that. And for Logan, it meant he was not allowed to use his lycan, but only his wolf.

I have been spending the morning and early noon with Rose and Noah, and they are now having a nap after we have eaten lunch. I walked downstairs and down to Logan’s office, where I knocked on the door and waited for him to answer.

“Come in, baby.” I hear him say, and I open the door and walk inside.

“Why did you knock baby? You know that you can just come inside.” He tells me as he stands up.

“I know you have been busy with planning the festival, so wanted to be sure that I did not disturb you,” I tell him as he comes over and kisses me.

“Doesn’t matter, you can always come in. No matter what.” He says as he caresses my face.

“If you say so,” I say and look up at him, and he smiles.

“I finished the last details today, and everything is ready for the festival.” He says as he begins kissing my neck.

“Really? How many Lunas signed up?” I ask trying to concentrate, but now he sucks and nibbles the skin around his mark.

“Eighteen. It's not as many as the Alphas where we are thirty-two but it’s a good number for a first time.” He whispers, as his hands are coming inside my top, touching my skin.

“Eighteen is good. Better than I had expected.” I whisper, holding back a small moan.

“Yes, it is.” He whispers as he nibbles the mark on my neck, making it impossible to hold back anymore.

“Logan.” I try to whisper, but it gets drowned in the moan that slips out of my mouth.

Logan doesn’t answer but keeps nibbling and sucking on his mark on me, and his hands are stopping on my ass, lifting me up, making my skirt crawl up. He carries me over to his desk which he clears out fast by pushing everything on the floor, and I hear his laptop break.

“Logan, your.” He doesn’t let me finish.

“I will get a new.” He growls softly as his fingers run over my panties, which are wet with my arousal.

I hear fabric rib, and I know he ripped my panties again and I lean back so that I rest on my elbows on his desk. He kisses my collarbone and shoulder, and I hear more fabric rib and feel the cool air touch the skin on my stomach and back when he throws away my now-ruined top.