11 New wardrobe

(Logan P.O.V)

Logan went back to the gardens where he had found Erika. He found the spot where she had been lying on the ground. There were still splotches of her blood spattered on green grass and dirt. He was looking for something, something that would tell him exactly what he needed to know. He caught the scent of a certain female servant, and he wasn’t happy.

His eyes turned red as he went in search of the soon-to-be-dead servant. He found her. The woman responsible for hurting his mate was right in front of him, and he was getting pissed. As soon as Ami spotted him, she flung her self onto his arm.

“My lord, is there something you need form me?” She was pushing her cleavage onto his arm. Logan remained still, his eyes bleeding red. He took a long breath as he spoke:

“Were you the one who harmed Erika?” Ami looked up at him confused.

“You mean that dirty slave? I was just teaching her a lesson. She put her dirty hands on you my lord and got you filthy. She had to be punished.” Ami reached for the side of his face, but Logan grabbed her wrist with an iron grip. Ami flinched and her eyes widened as she looked into his eyes.

“You mean to tell me that you almost killed my mate, just for touching me? That was a very wrong move on your part. Do you know why?“Ami just kept gazing at his face.

“Nobody, not one living thing, male or female harms my mate,” Logan spoke with such malice. His voice sounded demonic and deformed. Ami grew angry as she realized he had Said the word mate.

“B-but I’m way better than she is, and I’ve served you for years! Why is it that she can be so close to you? You’re mine, Logan! I won’t let her have you!“At this point, Logan lost control and pinned Ami to the wall by her neck.

“Listen to me, and listen to me good...I am not yours. I have a mate, and I belong only to her, just as she belongs to me! I’m going to make sure you suffer slowly for trying to kill her Ami! “Ami was choking for air and slumped to the ground as Logan let her go.

“I’m giving you a warning right now. Stay away from Erika. If you so much as come near her or me,” he kneeled down to her ear,

” I’ll kill you.“Logan called one of the guards that were near.

“Take this woman down to the dungeons, and keep her there until I say she can leave.” Ami’s eye’s widened. The dungeon was a horrid place filled with dark creatures that craved blood and flesh. It was unknown how they looked like because no light ever reached the dungeons. It was a mini version of hell.

“Logan wait! Don’t do this, I love you!” Ami was dragged away down below to her cell. Logan sighed and rubbed his temples. He had a major headache. But more importantly, he had a pink-haired girl to find.

(Erika P.O.V)

Erika had finished bathing, and just as Logan had described, the two servant girls led her to a large room near Logan’s bedroom. She was in front of two large wooden double doors with her name written in gold. The double doors were pried open, and Erika couldn’t help but gasp. It was as if she had an entire mall in one room! The room was humongous! There was a section for formal kimonos, dresses, and fancy suits, a section for beachwear which included bikinis and different bathing suits, there was even a section for watches and sunglasses alone!

Erika noticed that there was a section for every genre of clothing, from jackets and scarfs to sexy lingerie and oils, which Erika blushed at. But what caught Erika’s attention, was the jewelry section. What drew her in was a necklace in a large glass case. It was a cherry blossom necklace with different sizes of the flower all around, each lapping over the other.

“Do you find all this to your liking Erika-chan?“She turned only to find Logan’s mother behind the perfume counter.

“This is beautiful Mrs. Ellwood. I can’t accept this, it’s too much.”

“Don’t worry Erika, this is all yours to keep, I insist! Oh, and no need on the formalities, just call me Logan’s mother.“Erika gave a small smile and looked down.

“Well, I think we should give you a small simple makeover, just for the fun of it!“Before Erika could protest, Logan’s mother was already dragging Erika all around the enormous closet. She stopped in front of the sundresses in the spring section. The two servants followed behind, gathering different pieces of clothing for Erika to try on. Once Erika chose her clothes, Logan’s mother ushered her to the beauty department of her closet. She noticed there was a hairstylist already there waiting for her.

“My, my, what do we have here? A beautiful young lady with a beautiful head of hair. My name is Haku, and I’m your personal hairstylist, my lady.“Erika smiled at the person. “Wow, what a pretty girl...”

“By the way my lady, so there is no confusion, I’m actually a boy, I was just born with a little more estrogen than most men.”

Erika froze. “H-he’s a boy? He’s even prettier than a girl!”

Haku just smiled and styled Erika’s hair, gave her a facial, and did her makeup. When Erika was finished dressing and the outfit was complete, Logan’s mother gasped and urged her to look in the mirror. Once again, Erika was taken back by her reflection.

She wore a baby blue strapless sundress that had a white swirl design at the bottom. On her feet were white strappy sandals. Her toes and fingers were painted to match her eyes. Haku did well on her makeup. He gave her a soft natural look, complete with blush and peachy lips. Her eyes popped out because of her long thick lashes. Her hair was in big soft curls, with a white bow on the side of her head. To summarize her look, Erika looked...cute!.

“I think this will complete your look...” Logan’s mother placed a silver chain with an open heart pendant on her neck.

“Logan’s mother-son, thank you. It’s really beautiful.”

“No need to thank me. All of this is yours. Oh, go pick out a perfume for you to wear. A young lady should always smell nice!” Erika smiled and went over to the section which had body sprays and perfumes. She figured she’d choose something sweet. She spritzed a bottle of sweet pea body spray and gave a small blush.

“I hope I look alright.”

“Of course my dear, you look beautiful! I’m sure Logan will be very pleased with your look!” Logan’s mother gave a wink to Erika, who only turned a light shade of pink. Erika decided to go back to Logan’s room and sit on the balcony. She had a perfect view of the gardens and the sky. As she focused her gaze more, she could barely see the top of the cherry blossom tree she had discovered during her little exploration.

“Maybe I can go tomorrow!”With that in mind, Erika smiled and placed her self over the railings, and let her legs swing over the concrete balcony. Having nothing else to do, she began to sing the song she’s always known, ever since she was little. She figured it was a song her mother would sing when Erika was still in her mother’s tummy. Erika knew it all too well. She sang her heart out to the scenery, unaware of a pair of onyx eyes hypnotized by her voice.

(3rd person P.O.V)

Logan didn’t have a hard time looking for Erika. As soon as he heard a sweet melody, he traced to his bedroom. Tracing was the fastest way of getting anywhere, basically form teleportation. He opened the doors quietly and stepped inside. He found her over the edge of the balcony and prepared himself just in case she would lose her balance.

But he stopped and listened to her song. It was calming and peaceful, such beautiful harmony. He found it was the same song he heard when she was tending the gardens before. His inner demon was at peace, her voice calmed his monster. She stopped singing and continued to watch the scenery. Logan closed in, leaning against the window frame. Erika knew. As she was singing, she felt a presence near her and figured it could only be one person.

“He’s right behind you! I think he likes your singing. Come on, turn to him and face him! Show him your look! You look awesome cherry pie!” Erika smiled. She took a deep breath and swung her legs over the railing. Erika came to face a very stunned vampire prince. Time seemed to go slowly as he saw her turn around. A sweet fragrance filled his senses. It was her perfume. As she swung her legs around, Logan caught a small glimpse of her white boy shorts. He froze, and his inner demon urged to go free at that instant.

There she was, looking like a sweet innocent angel. She was his angel. Her dress seemed to go a bit above her knees and he notices it was strapless. Erika stood up on the balcony railing, and Logan was in front of her in an instant, holding her by the waist. Erika looked down on him, a small smile on her face, her features gentle and serene. Logan buried his face in her stomach and took a deep breath. She looked like a fairy that was about to fly away. He growled and held her tighter. She wasn’t going away, he wouldn’t let his anger fly away without him.

She smiled down at him and felt his grip go tighter. But she let her gaze drop.

“See! He loves you, I told you so! Inner: 1 Cherry Pie: 0!”

“I still think its all instinct...”

“Hmmm, I’ll prove it’s not...but you have to trust me.”

“How are you-” Erika felt herself leave Logan’s grip, losing her balance. She was falling five stories down to the earth...The air seemed to cut her skin as she rapidly fell downward. Everything was a fast blur of colors. She yelled in her mind.

"How is this supposed to help me understand?”

“Just watch. Trust me!”

“How can I watch when I’m falling to my death?” Erika closed her eyes. The stinging sensation in her eyes began to form tears. The lump forming in her throat kept her from screaming. She prepared herself for the pain that would meet her when she hit the ground.

But it never came. Instead, she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her, and cushion the blow. Logan took the fall on his back, sliding on the ground. He winced as rocks and dirt scraped at his back. Erika opened her eyes to find herself in Logan’s tight, hold. She immediately got up and looked behind her.

“Are you ok? I’m so sorry! I must have lost my balance! I’m so so sorry-!“Erika would have continued if it wasn’t for the crushing hug she received.

“Idiot. I should be the one asking if you’re ok.” He held her close. ” I should have held on tighter.” Erika broke his hold to look at him. There was something in his eyes. Fear, worry and relief could easily be read within his black eyes. But there was something else...she had to ask him. But not now. It wasn’t the right time to ask if he loved her.

“Are you really that stupid?” Erika sighed in annoyance.

“I’m not talking to you. Go away.”

“What? Why?”

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe because YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME?”

“Hey, he saved you didn’t he? I wouldn’t have done it I’ve I’d had any doubts.”

“You’re insane, you know that?”

“Oh, whatever. You see it. I know you do.”

“See what?”

“Come on Erika, it’s there. In his eyes.”

“I-I don’t know...”

“Quit being in denial. The man loves you!” Erika sighed.

“Maybe he does...” It was all too weird for her. All her life, the man before her had been known to be cold, and cruel. He never showed any hint of emotion towards anyone. The few times he had gone to the camp, he was always so ruthless about his ways of punishing the slaves. Everyone feared him, except her. If anything, Erika was curious. Part of her wanted to be near him, yet another part Said to stay away.

She felt Logan shift below her. His hand brushed her face. She shivered at his touch. His hand was soft and smooth. It felt good against her cheek. She smiled at him. A real smile. At that moment, Logan could have sworn he had never seen anything so precious in his life. Her smile was perfect. From the crease of her cupid’s bow to the small dimples at the corners of her lips, her smile was a treasure. She was his treasure. He smirked. This woman was everything to him, he knew that. That’s why he would protect her with his life, no matter what.

“Are you sure you’re ok?”

“Hn. It’s just a scratch. I’ll be fine.” He felt her place her hands on his back but grabbed them before she could do anything.

“I’m gonna heal you, it’s ok.”

“Don’t.”

“Huh? Why? Aren’t you in pain?” Logan’s gaze turned serious. He held her hands in his.

“I don’ like it when you use that power...it weakens you.” Erika felt his grip loosen up. Why was he always so...so worried? Sure she was a human, but she could take care of herself! “Besides,” she met his gaze, “I’m a vampire remember? We tend to heal fast.” She noticed his wounds healing. “So don’t use your power on me. You don’t have to.”

She felt her heart skip a beat for a moment. His voice sounded so comforting, yet protective and in a way territorial. Yet strangely, it didn’t bother her. She met his eyes and really took in his expression. She could tell he was the jealous type, and that he could be possessive. What struck her with surprise, was at that moment, when she realized, she kind of liked it.