In Between The Alphas
Chapter 60

"So let me get this straight," Greg said as he stood by the door, "You both skipped work so you could sit in front of the TV eating popcorn and ice cream with-," he paused and took a sniff, "Is that tequila?" "Yes," it was Diana who answered with a shrug; she is already b**t drunk considering she has been drinking straight out of the bottle and she's almost done with it.

"You are definitely going to regret this tomorrow morning," he said with a small shake of his head and we stuck our tongues out at him. "So what's the celebration?" "We're not-," she began but I cut her off.

"We're celebrating me not being dead," I said and his eyes lingered on Diana before giving me a bland look,

What? That's a good thing to celebrate."

"You're not drinking," he noted and I shrugged, "

Why?"

"1 don't drink," I said, "It reminds me of my father and Alpha Hunter."

"Will you stop calling him Alpha?" he asked with an annoyed expression, "He doesn't deserve it."

"Hunter then," I said, the name feeling like ash on my tongue.

"Now tell me what you're really celebrating," he said and I shoved a spoon of ice cream into my mouth so I wouldn't reply.

"You can keep doing that but we have all day."

"But then you won't get to know why we're celebrating." I said with a shrug.

"I can always ask Diana" he said and she turned to us as she heard her name, "She's way too drunk to remember whether she should tell me or not."

"I had a pregnancy scare," I said softly and his eyes widened slightly, "It was just a scare though; I'm not pregnant."

"I don't know if I should be as happy as I am right now."

"Weirdly enough I'm happy too," I said with a shrug, "It just got me thinking that I really want to see Jake."

Greg let out a bark of laughter, "That's not going to happen."

"What are we talking about?" Diana asked and I opened my mouth to tell her but Greg shot me a hard look.

"Nothing sweetheart," he said as he placed a kiss on her head, "Go back to your movie."

She shrugged and went back to her movie and he turned back to me.

"You can't honestly be serious about seeing him," he said with a look and I shot him one of my own.

"I want to see him and I deserve to be able to make that choice."

"You know what he tried to do to you," he whisper yelled, "And what he did to Diana." He continued, "You aren't going to see him."

"I know what he did but I need to see hin Greg." I said, "It's my choice."

"Even if I was going to let you see him," he began,"

Which I won't by the way," he added, "I don't have the authority to do that; you'll have to ask Logan."

"So if I ask Logan then I can see him?"

"If you ask Logan and he agrees then you can see him," he corrected, "But don't waste your breath on it; Logan would rather die than put you in harm's way." "Jake can't harm me from behind a cell door" I deadpanned, "Besides how sure are you that he won't let me see him?"

"Simple, I wouldn't let Diana see him if she was in your shoes."

"But that's completely different," I said. The idea of Logan as my mate is honestly amazing but he already has a mate.

"Is it really?" he asked and I shot him a look to which he laughed, "I'm not trying to stop you from asking; I'm just telling you what his answer will be."

"I just need to tie up loose ends,"

"What loose ends could you possibly need to tie up?" he asked, "If you ask me then I think you should just let it be."

"Well it's a good thing I'm not asking you," I said simply and his eyes widened in shock for a second before I realized what I had said, "I am so sorry; I shouldn't have." "Relax I'm not upset," he said with a small smile, "I'm just surprised you were able to say that," he continued. "

You have some balls Charlie; good for you."

"Thank you," I said although the way it came out it sounded more like a question.

"Maybe if you show a little of that spunk then Logan will let you see him." "Do you think so?"

"No," he snorted,"But it's worth a shot."

"You are so mean," I mumbled under my breath and all he did was laugh.

"Come on I have to get you home" he said as he ruffled my hair and I swatted his hand away with a laugh.

I turned to say bye to Diana but she was already snoring on the couch.

So much for a celebration," I muttered as I followed Greg out of the door.

Logan was waiting for me when I got in and I saw his features relax as I shut the door behind me.

"I was just with Diana and Greg" I said, "There is absolutely nothing to worry about."

"I'm always going to worry about you," he said softly," As long as Hunter is still after you."

I suddenly remembered seeing him in the hallway and I had to shake my head to get the image away.

"Are you okay?" Logan asked and I nodded, "You seemed scared for a moment, are you sure-"

"I want to see Jake" I blurted out and he froze mid sentence.

"What?"

"I want to see Jake" I repeated not taking my eyes off him.

"No," was his simple reply.

"But why can't I see him?"

"Do you need a recap of what happened?" he asked, "He tried to-"

"I was there," I cut in coldly, "And I was the one it happened to; I don't need a recap."

"I'm sorry" he said softly, "But I can't let you see him."

"What happened to you not letting me do anything and everything being my choice?"

"I'm sorry but that only extends to things that don't put you in danger."

"He is behind bars," I all but yelled, "There will be guards there and you will be there so he won't hurt me."

"I'm sorry Charlotte but I can't let that happen."

"You don't get to make those decisions for me that's controlling," I said in a whisper and his eyes snapped up to me, "Just like them.

"Baby that's not what's happening," he said, his voice had taken a pleading tone, "Just listen to me."

"Just like my father and Hunter and Jake."

"I would never try to control you," he said softly, "I just want to keep you safe."

Then let me see him."

"I can't do that, I'm sorry."

"So am I," I said with a resigned sigh, "I'm going to bed." He opened his mouth to say something but I cut him off, In my own room." "Baby-"

"Goodnight Logan." I cut him off as I made my way upstairs.

I'm not going to let any man get away with trying to make decisions for me again.