Chapter 45: Girls Night Out
Trix walked up to Logan, who was busy cleaning his gun at a table. She nibbled on her thumbnail as she waited for him to speak to her.
“What do you want, Trix?” Logan raised his gun to look along the barrel for any spots he missed.
“I want to take Gwen under my wing for the night and take her to the woods for a training session.” Trix heard a growl emanate from him as the corner of his lips curled up.
“No,” Logan seethed.
“Come on... you’ve had her for a week alone. I watched her at The Vixen. You can trust me with her. Plus, she has your collar around her neck. Nothing can touch her.” Trix crossed her arms over her chest and cocked her hip.
“Elijah can,” Logan growled and flashed his wine-red eyes at her.
“You know I won’t let him touch her and you’d be notified well before his claws sank into her,” Trix challenged him. “She’s your fledgling, Logan.”
“It’s not that I don’t trust you, sister. I don’t trust her to not misbehave and go against your command,” Logan grumbled.