In Between The Alphas
Chapter 47

I sat upright in a heap of sweat and trying to catch my breath. Logan was already sitting up with worry etched on his face.

"Are you alright?" he asked and I shook my head not in the mood to lie to him, "Do you want to talk about it?" I shook my head again and he pursed his lips. "I'll be fine," I said in a croaky voice, "I just need a second,"

I stood to my feet and made my way to the bathroom on shaky legs. I looked at the scared expression on my face through the mirror and I quickly washed it away. The water washed away the tired look on my face but I couldn't wash away the memories of the dream.

It started off very similar to the last one. I was in the kitchen but this time when I heard the noise I ran out the front door but instead of going into the driveway I found myself in the middle of the pack house.

Alpha Hunter was behind me and I ran for my life, going through twists and turns and then finally I saw him in front of me. I tried to go back the way I came but I was met with a blank wall and he gave me a feral smile. "You can't run from me Charlotte," he said as he grabbed my arm in a tight grip, "I will always find you."

Right after that I woke up.

I pushed the horrible dream out of my head and made my way back into the room when Logan walked in through the door with two mugs in his hands.

"My mum used to make me chamomile tea whenever I couldn't fall back asleep," he said and I took the cup from his hand ignoring the sparks that flew from where our fingers brushed.

"Thank you," I said softly as I took a sip, "I hope you didn't drug it like last time,'

He winced a bit, "I swear that I didn't know she was going to drug you," he said softly, "I would never do that to you."

"Thank you," I said again and he just nodded.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked and I just shrugged.

"It was just a bad dream about Alpha Hunter," I said vaguely, "It's probably because of everything that happened last night- I really don't want to talk about it."

"Okay then but are you okay?" he asked and I nodded then placed the empty cup on the nightstand.

"1 should probably go get ready for the day."

"You're having a day off," he said and my eyes widened, "Actually, we are having a day off."

"That isn't necessary."

"You need a break after everything," he said, "And I know how much you hate being in the house alone so I'll stay here with you."

"Logan," I began but he cut me off.

"Im not changing my mind," he said, "Just go back to sleep; you need it."

I sighed but finally relented and wrapped myself into the fluffy blanket and let his scent cocoon me.

"Are you going to stay?" I asked and he thought about it for a second before shrugging, "Only if you want to though."

"Just let me get my laptop first," he said, "I won't be able to fall back asleep."

He took his laptop and sat against the headboard with the device between his legs and I turned on my side away from him, "Goodnight Logan."

I can't remember the last time I had the luxury of waking up late without there being any consequences to my actions. I rolled over to check my phone and saw that it was already noon.

Logan wasn't in bed anymore and I sat up and used the opportunity to take in the beauty that is his room.

His room had a homey feel despite being in shades of grey. The walls behind and in front of me were tiled with the usual squared but the walls to my side has a more foresty touch with the lines. A huge painting hung directly to my left and under it was a reading table and a chair and to the right were two doors.

Opposite the huge bed I was lying on was a flat screen TV and under it was a cozy, lit fireplace. It looked electric so I wasn't scared of anything blowing up. In front of it were two chairs and finally there was a tiny balcony at the far end of the room. All in all, it is the most beautiful room I have ever seen in my life.

"Do you like what you see?" Logan asked and I lifted my eyes and saw him leaning against the door with a tray in his hands.

"Your room is beautiful," I said in response to him and he gave me a smile.

"Thank you" he said as he made his way over to me and placed the tray on the bedside table, "I got you breakfast- well technically lunch."

Or let out a small laugh and lifted the dish covering the tray. On the tray was pancakes with bacon and eggs arranged into a smiley face over it and a bunch of fruits. A can of whipped cream and a cup of orange juice lay to the side. "Thank you," I said softly, "You didn't have to do any of this."

"You deserve to be treated like this every single day," he said and I swallowed a knot, "And I'm sorry that you haven't met people in your life who would treat you like you deserve. But if you will allow me then I will do it every single day." "I don't," I began with a swallow, "I don't know what to Say"

"You don't have to say anything" he said with a small smile, "Eat up, Greg and Diana should be here in an hour."

"Do they know what happened?" I asked and he shook his head.

"I left the decision to tell them up to you," he said, "

For now all they know is that I think you need a day off.

Any other thing they need to know is up to you."

"Thank you," I said, "I just don't want them to worry."

"You don't have to explain yourself to anyone," he said, "Eat; I'll be back."

I love working but I love having a day off more and it felt absolutely amazing to spend time with my friends without having to think about what could go wrong.

At first I was thinking about yesterday's events but they took my mind off of it entirely and they made me happier than I've been in a long time (excluding the times In with Logan of course).

Speaking of Logan, Greg has been acting funny lately.

He just asks me weird questions about Logan, almost as if he expects me to know the answers. And whenever I bring up Logan he has this look on his face that I can't identify.

I asked him about it once and he just shrugged and said I would figure it out, whatever that means. I even tried probing for answers but he wasn't letting anything slip and he quickly changed the subject.

I wanted to ask Diana but I knew she wouldn't be of any help either so I pushed out the thought of anything that would stress me and focused on having a great time with them.

It worked- a little too well because when they left I was feeling alone again. Logan didn't come out at all and I was left wondering where he was.

It was after I had finished making dinner that I saw him make his way down the stairs.

"I didn't see you today," I said and he just shrugged.

"I was trying to finish up some work."

"I thought you had a day off," I began and he gave me a confused look.

"I did" he said, "I stayed home."

"I think you need to reevaluate your definition of a day off" I said with a small laugh and I saw the corner of his mouth lift, "Thank you for today." "You don't have to thank me," he said, "Anytime you feel like you need a day off then just let me know."

"I will" I said, "I guess I'll see you tomorrow Logan."

"Goodnight Charlotte."