Logan's POV (still)
I turn around and cross my arms as I watch her walk over to me. "Okay. So what did you want to talk about?" She asks me as she moves closer to me. I growl, making her take a step back and look at me. "What have you been doing to Amora?" I ask her, clenching my hands. "What are you-" She goes to say but I cut her off. "Don't f**k with me, Sawyer. My patience is running thin with you." I snarl at her, making her flinch. "I'm going to aks one more time. What have you been doing to Amora?" I ask her, becoming impatient. Sawyer rubs the back of her neck as she looks down, making me roll my eyes. "I.... I've been beating her up because she thinks that she deserves you. I tell her every time that I deserve to be Luna and not her because she isn't good enough for you. She says the party is for her and you but I told her the party is for us." Sawyer explains to me as she keeps her gaze on the ground. "Why would you do that to her?! She's my mate, Sawyer! Not you! You don't get to decide who is good for me and who isn't! You're not even my mate so you need to stop acting as if you are!" I yell at her, making her flinch. "I-I'm sorry, Logan R-Really." Sawyer stutters out. I shake my head before chuckling sarcastically. "You'll be sorry when you have to work at the party as a servant. Then you'll clean up once the party is over and you will not leave until the ballroom is spotless. And if I find out that you left during the party or during the cleaning you'll regret it." I tell her. Sawyer looks at me with wide eyes as I turn around, walking down the sidewalk back home.
I walk up to my home and open the doors, walking in. "Welcome back, future Alpha." I hear Amora say, making me look at the stairs. I smile a bit when I see her leaning against the railing, looking down at me. "Amy. Do you think we can talk about earlier?" I ask her as I walk over to the stairs. Amora rolls her eyes before walking away, making me jog up the stairs. "Still don't want to talk about it, Logan." Amora says as she walks into her room, closing the door behind herself. I sigh and shake my head as I look down. This is going to be harder than normal. Hopefully she doesn't pass out in class when she gets weak. Sh*t, I hope I don't pass out during class because we'll both feel weak and collapse eventually if we don't talk about this. I walk down the stairs and watch Carson walk out the hallway that leads to our rooms. "Hey Carson." I say, making him look up from his phone. "Hey Logan. Mom make dinner yet?" Carson replies as he goes back to typing away on his phone. "No, not yet. You finish your homework?" I ask him. "Yes Dad, All of it is done." Carson sarcastically says as he walks over to the hallway that leads to the kitchen, living room, and dining room. Yeah, the house is really big. The three hallways upstairs are the rooms for the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd in command and their families. The three hallways downstairs are for the offices, the Alpha and their families, and the kitchen, living room, and dining room. I walk down the hallway to the offices before knocking on Wyatt's office door. "Yes?" Wyatt calls out. "Wyatt, it's me." I say. "Oh, Logan. Come on in." He replies as I open the door, walking into his office.
Wyatt takes his glasses off as I close the door behind myself and walk over to the seats in front of his desk. "What seems to be the matter?" Wyatt asks me as I sit down. "Well, I'm sure you probably heard from my father about Amora and me being mates. Amora doesn't want to talk to me now but I also don't want us to both feel weak and collapse at school either if she doesn't let me talk to her. Do you have any suggestions that might be able to help me out?" I ask him. "You know she's your mate too, huh?" Wyatt replies, making me raise an eyebrow. "Amora told me that she thinks you're her mate but also thinks you're sleeping with Sawyer. She also thinks you're sleeping with Sawyer as well when you get drunk. I don't know anything about that but I know you'll either tell me or your parents." Wyatt tells me, making me nod. "Alright. Then what do you suggest I should do about my situation?" I ask him. "Well, what do you plan on doing with Sawyer?" Wyatt replies, making me chuckle. "I already dealt with her. I accidentally overheard what you two were talking about and gave Sawyer her punishment for what she did to Amora. Sawyer won't be bothering Amora anymore. And if she does then I have a bigger punishment for her." I tell Wyatt. Wyatt chuckles and shakes his head, giving me a small smile which I return back. "You know what you're doing, huh future Alpha?" Wyatt teases me, making me laugh along with him. "Yeah, I guess I do. It is our last year in high school for Amora and me. We may be 17 when we graduate but it'll all be worth it in the end." I say, making Wyatt chuckle. "I'm sure it will be. So, what did you have planned for my daughter?" Wyatt asks me. "That's why I came to you, Wyatt. She's a tough cookie and I don't know what she likes. Maybe you can help me out since you're her father?" I say, making Wyatt bark out laughing. I blush in embarassment and look down as Wyatt continues to laugh.
"Logan, one thing you should know about your mate and future Luna is that she loves sketching. Do you draw or sketch? Maybe sketch her when she isn't looking or when you see a good time to sketch her. Or you can make her favorite food. That one you'll have to ask her mother." Wyatt says, making me look at him. "What else does she like? Do you know if she wants anything?" I ask him. "Well, she did say she wanted the 50 shades of Grey series from Barnes and Nobles. You probably can get that for her with the allowance you get." Wyatt replies as he scratches his cheek, trying to think. So Amora is a kinky person, huh? That gives me an idea. Oh Amora. You'll be thanking me with what I have planned for you. "That'll work. Thanks Wyatt." I say as I get up, making him look at me. "No problem. And since you're here I can ask you some questions. I know you're going to be Alpha soon but I just need to know if you'll be good enough for my daughter." Wyatt says as he crosses his arms, making me pale a bit. F**k me. Why did I have to go to Wyatt for advice when I knew I was going to get the talk with him?