In Between The Alphas
Chapter 66

"I had forgotten how careless you could be when talking to witches," Greg said after about twenty minutes of silence.

"She agreed to help us," I said, "What's the big issue?"

"How did she know your name?" Logan asked and Greg beat me to an answer.

"Because little Miss. I like to talk to witches told her," he said and I rolled my eyes.

"I didn't know that we weren't supposed to tell her," I said, "I was trying to be nice."

"Well now she's way too into your head." Greg complained and I rolled my eyes.

"I have nothing to hide."

"It's not just about you," he yelled and Logan let out a growl that made me jump slightly.

"Don't yell at her," he said in a dangerously low voice and Greg went silent, "Apologize."

The expression on Logan's face is one I've seen only a handful of times and because of how nice he is I sometimes forget what he's capable of. He isn't the Alpha of a pack for no reason. "I'm sorry for yelling at you," Greg said and all I could manage was a small nod.

Logan visibly relaxed a bit after the apology and squeezed my hand a little in his own subtle way of apologizing for scaring me.

"You shouldn't have told her your name," Greg said snapping me out of my Logan induced haze, "She's in your head so she can find out about Diana and everyone else."

"Wait, so does that mean she knows your names?" I asked and he shook his head but it was Logan who answered.

"It's not that simple," he said, "She knows who we are to you but not who we are. It's like she has a face but no name."

"What was she talking about when she said you were keeping a secret?" I asked and I saw Greg briefly glance at us through the mirror.

Logan opened his mouth but shut it almost immediately as if he was searching for words.

"It's complicated," was what he finally settled on, "I wish I could explain it but I can't. at least, not right now."

"Okay," I said softly and he squeezed my hand again in a silent apology.

Greg glanced at us from the rearview mirror but refused to meet my gaze and I knew at that moment that whatever it was that they knew involved me.

"When did she say she was going to be here?" Diana asked for the umpteenth time.

"She said she would be here an hour after,"

"So that means she has about ten minutes left."

"Yes Diana," I said rolling a damp strand of hair between my fingers, "Now stop asking."

"I'm sorry, I'm just curious as to how she's going to get here."

"She's a witch Diana; I don't know."

"Okay, calm your tits honey," she said with a small wiggle of her brows and I heard a small scoff come out from Greg.

"Did you have something you wanted to say?" I asked and he just shook his head.

"Where exactly is she meeting you guys?" Diana asked again and I opened my mouth but closed it immediately. "She just said she would arrive at the pack."

"Didn't you guys think you should ask?"

"Do you think you can be quiet for five seconds?" I asked and she stuck her tongue out at me. "Where is Logan anyway?" "He hasn't come down since his shower," Greg said with a shrug, "I'm surprised it took you this long to figure it out."

"F**k you," I said and Diana snickered, "F**k you too," they burst out laughing, "I am going to check on Logan."

"Make sure to leave the door open," Diana called out and I gave her the finger.

When I got to Logan's room I knocked softly before pushing it open.

"Hey stranger," I said with a small smile and he looked up from his laptop and returned the smile, "Why are you holed up in here?"

"I needed to go over some stuff before she arrives."

"Do you think those stuff can take a back seat?" I asked and he closed the laptop, "What's really wrong?"

"Why don't you come closer and find out?"

I knew he was deflecting but I decided to play at his pace so I walked over and plopped myself on the bed opposite him.

"You're still a bit too far but I'll live," he said and I rolled my eyes,

"I'm not letting you deflect Logan," I said and he sighed

"What if she can't fix what's wrong with him?" he asked, "What if we've been chasing a dead end and there's nothing we can do for him."

"Thinking about what ifs will drive you nuts," I said softly, "We just need to have faith." I continued, "And even if she can't help him then we'll find someone who can."

"Is it wrong that I have no idea what I'm doing?"

"None of us really know what we're doing and that's fine," I said with a shrug.

"Everyone is counting on me to fix everything." He said, "I don't want to make a mistake."

"Everyone is bound to make mistakes Logan; even you," I said, "Besides we have a psycho trying to kill me and your best friend is in a cell; I think that wins you some cookie points." He let out a chuckle before his expression suddenly turned serious.

"Do you trust me?" he asked and I raised a brow at the question.

"Where is that question coming from?" when I saw he was serious I sighed, "Of course, I do; you know I do."

"You know that I'm just trying to protect you, right?"

"Of course I do; but what is going on?"

"I just need you to remember that."

"I never forgot it."

He let out a small sigh when he heard a knock on the door and Diana poked her head in.

"I think she's here."

Diana and Greg didn't go with us to the dungeons. Logan didn't want me there either but the witch said if I didn't go then neither would she.

"Can't you wolves learn to clean up after yourselves?" she said with a crinkle of her nose as we walked through the dungeons. "It smells like something died."

"That's because people die here," Logan deadpanned and she sported an amused look.

"So he can speak to me," she mused.

"Don't tease him," I whispered to her.

"But it's so fun," she giggled.

The smile on her face dropped when she came to the door guarding Jake and she let out a ragged breath.

"This is why I can't see you clearly anymore," she said softly, "This is some powerful magic."

"What are you talking about?" I asked but she ignored me and walked in.

Jake was awake and on seeing her, he began to snarl and tug against the chains with a vicious force.

"Oh be quiet," she snapped with a flick of her hands and he fell to the ground with a crunch, "That can only hold him for so long so we have to do this now."

"Do what?" I asked and she rolled her eyes before turning to me with annoyance in her eyes.

"He's possessed," she said in a bored tone, "And I need to get it out."