In Between The Alphas
Chapter 53

CHARLOTTE'S PO.V

When Logan's skin brushed mine I couldn't help but think about what little barrier there was between the both of us. I was completely naked behind the shower stall and all he needs to do is just push the door open. Would I let him have his way with me? Who am I kidding, of course I would.

Even the drive with him had a bit of tension that I had never noticed before. My thoughts were running a mile a minute and Logan noticed it too because he had to speak.

"Whatever you re thinking; don't," he had said, "I like to pride myself in my ironclad self-control but even iron is breakable."

His words hadn't helped and I had to make a conscious effort to think about other things.

"I can see that look on your face," Diana teased, "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing," I lied and she gave me a crooked grin.

"You are a horrible liar," she teased and I rolled my eyes.

"You would expect that after being knocked out you would be a little bit nicer,"

"Sweetheart I don't do nice," she said as she sat up in bed, "Now tell me what's going on."

I bit my lip for almost a full minute before sighing, "I kissed Logan."

"Once?" she asked not fazed at all and I shook my head,

"Twice?"

"Three times,"I admitted and she nodded.

"You didn't like it?"

"I did" I said, "That's the problem."

"I don't see how that's a problem," she said with a shrug, "f you like him and he liked you then go ahead."

"He has a mate," I said and she opened her mouth then closed it back, "I don't know much about her but I know she exists." "Listen," Diana began, "She isn't in the picture right now."

"What do you-"

"Don't ask me to explain," She cut me off, "I don't know how to; it's complicated."

"That's what everyone says," I mumbled.

"Just know that she will have no problem with you being with him."

"That's what Logan said." I said softly and she gave me a 'see' look.

"Just forget about every other thing and be happy" she said and I sighed then she grabbed a lock of my hair,"

Your roots are showing."

"Really?" I asked and she nodded.

"I'm sure your natural hair would be very pretty but if you want to dye it back I can do it for you."

"No," I said, "I think I want to go back natural."

"I can help you wash out the dye.""

"You shouldn't be stressing yourself out," I said and she rolled her eyes.

"I'm perfectly fine," she said, "You sound like Greg honestly."

"Who sounds like me?" Greg asked as he walked into the room.

"Charlotte won't let me wash out her dye because she thinks I should be resting." She said.

"I absolutely agree." He said and she shot him a hard look.

"I'm just washing out dye," she said, "Not running a marathon."

He still didn't budge so she rose on her feet and whispered something in his ears and he sighed. "Fine" he said finally, "Just the dye and that's it."

She gave me a victorious smile and he quickly left the room.

"What did you tell him to make him agree so quickly?" I asked and she just gave me a sly smile.

"I told him he would sleep on the couch," she said with a shrug and my eyes widened, "Now come on; we have work to do."

I never realized how good it would feel to have my natural hair color back. I'm so used to seeing myself as a brunette that I forgot what I looked like with my natural hair. "I absolutely love your hair," Diana said as she dried my hair with a blow dryer.

She had locked the door because I had to take off my shirt so we wouldn't get water on it and right now I'm sitting on a chair in my bra with a towel around my neck. "Do you want me to style it for you?" she asked and I just shrugged. "I'll style it."

She curled my hair loosely and just left it to fall down my back and I took off the towel to hang it when she let out a small gasp.

"What is it?" I asked turning to her but her eyes were wide as saucers, "Are you okay?"

"You have a hickey," she said and my hand immediately went to the place I knew the purplish mark was, "You fvcking made out with Logan."

"Keep your voice down,"I hissed.

I saw the hickey after my bath and I had covered it up with some powder but sometime during the washing I must have cleaned it off and now it was bare for her to see.

I moved to grab my shirt but she stopped me.

"This is dark," she said, "You either got it last night or this morning."

"I'm not talking about this" I said and she rolled her eyes.

"Of course you are," she said matter of factly, "Sit down."

"Diana," I began but she cut me off.

"Would you rather I probed Logan for answers?" she asked and I quickly sat down, "I thought so; now spill."

"There's nothing to tell honestly," I said, "This feels very uncomfortable!

"Fine" she sighed, "But the moment something happens I expect to be the first to hear."

"Sure," I said and she gave me a smile.

She was about to speak when we heard a knock on the door.

"Is everything okay in there?" it was Logan's voice.

"Of course," Diana replied, "We're just catching up.

Stop bothering us."

"You guys got too quiet," he said, "I had to be sure you weren't plotting against us."

"We aren't," Diana said, "Now go back downstairs; we want to do a grand entry." He mumbled something under his breath but then we heard his footsteps recede, "Get dressed; we're going to show them the new you." Logan's eyes widened when we came down the stairs.

Greg just had a smirk on his face as if he knew something I didn't.

"Glad to see you went back natural," Greg said and I shot him a smile," You look good."

Diana went to sit on his lap and I sat next to Logan.

"Close your mouth Logan or you'll catch flies," Diana said and he shot her a death glare.

"You look beautiful Charlotte," he said, "You've always looked beautiful but this," he trailed off and I gave him a smile.

"Thank you," I said.

"Now that we're done with that," Diana spoke up,

What happened with Jake?" Everyone's expressions went sour, even mine, "Someone has to tell me what happened to him."

"It's not important," Greg whispered to her but she shook her head.

"That's not an answer."

"He's in the dungeons," I said and Greg shot me a glare.

"Great," Diana said, "I want to see him."

"Not happening," Greg said at the same time Logan said, "No."

"Come on," she whined then turned to me, "Back me up here Charlie."

"You know, she kinda-"

"Don't even think about it princess," Logan whispered to me and I went quiet and shot her an apologetic look.

She rolled her eyes but turned to Greg and started listing all the reasons why she needs to see him and she actually has a point. In fact, now I want to see him.

I need to know why he did all of this.

"I can see the wheels turning in your head," Logan said,

"But just kill that thought where it is; you aren't going anywhere near him."

"But-"

"No Charlotte," he said and I fell silent.