Chapter 72

LOGAN. I sauntered out of the bathroom with my towel wrapped around my waist. The night had sunk deep and one could already hear the blaring music from the field. Amy on the other hand was still in her white bathrobe seated before her vanity table, using her hairdryer. My wolf danced in excitement just seeing her alone and I couldn't help but notice her cleavage through her robe. My cock twitched and my mind started fantasizing about going another round with her. “You’re staring at me like you want to eat me up,” she chirped, still focused on her mirror. “Oh, I do,” I replied sensually and she rewarded me with a smirk. “We have a party to attend, remember?” “Ah,” I sighed and headed to her side, standing behind her chair. “I get it that you don't like parties and stuff but you should be there. You have no idea how much everyone is overjoyed to see you alive and back in the Pack.” “I know,” I mumbled. “It's been a rough couple of weeks for us and all I just want to do is spend as