A Rejected Wolf and a Court of Ash (Eden and Azriel) novel Chapter 33

Chapter 33

Eden

It has been hours, and Logan still isn’t done tormenting me. He is a tough boss. I’m on the floor, dying because he won’t go easy on me, even thought had no former training. My muscles are screaming. My lungs are burning. I smell like monkey shit.

“Get up,” Logan says, standing over me with his arms crossed like a military officer. “We’re not done

“I am done,” I pant with my arms and legs akimbo, staring up at the ceiling. “I’m so done that I’m practically cremated.”

He sighs, and I smile, thinking he might actually let me rest a little.

I’m hella wrong.

He kneels by my side, those piercing blue eyes of his cutting into my very soul. “Your wolf is watching, Eden. She’s judging whether you’re strong enough to hold her. Are you going to give up now?”

I want to. Moon goddess, I want to so badly. But there’s something in his voice that makes me want to prove him wrong. Prove everyone

I roll over to barf on the floor, making Logan swear under his tongue.

Logan swears above me. “Fuck… I didn’t think you were that tired. I keep forgetting you’ve had no training.”

I groan into the mat, tasting rubber and my own sweat that’s running down my face. Gross. “I’m just peachy.”

“We need to stop.” His voice has lost that drill sergeant edge. I’m grateful for that, but also a bit weirded out since it almost sounds like he is concerned about me. “You’re pushing yourself too hard.”

Wait, is he actually concerned?

“Wasn’t the point to push myself?” I ask in a tired voice, rolling back so I can see him…or not. My vision is swimming with black spots. “Make the omega work until she either shifts or dies?”

“I never wanted you to hurt yourself.”

“Could’ve fooled me,” I wheeze.

Logan looks down at me, eyebrows furrowed. He is beautiful. In that Swedish Viking kind of way, and when he offers me his large hand, I hesitate.

Why is he being so sweet?

Even though Logan’s intentions confuse me, I take his hand. A feeling of Déjà vu crashes into me when he pulls me up with his eyes on mine. It’s like I’ve been here before, at this exact moment.

I push the feeling away since it’s honestly creeping me out. I’m not psychic, and oh my god, why is it so hard to stand? The sudden change in position is making me see stars, and I stagger forward…only to crash into Logan’s cologne–smelling chest.

“Whoa, easy there,” he says, hugging me to him.

Those arms around me break the dam.

Up until now, I haven’t really processed what I’m feeling because it happened too fast, but I think that I am in shock, So when he hugs me, holding me like I matter, I hug him back and don’t give a damn about our pack rankings.

But I miss my mom. I miss having a future. miss Elvira. I miss having a friend.

“I’m sorry,” I choke out, burying my face against his chest. I’m embarrassed, but I also need this so damn much. “I don’t know why I’m crying.”

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Chapter 33

Logan freezes and my heart hurts. Is he going to reject me like the rest of the pack? Like the elders did when they decided my life was made lene te Logan and Paris producing future heirs together.

However, Logan shocks me by doing the opposite of pushing me away. His arms lighten further, but not to the point he is breaking me Has me, with those arms, I would be a goner if he tried. But no, he is gentle. Very much not the stern trainer who’s been pushing me for hours

“It’s okay,” he murmurs, one hand stroking my hair. “You’ve been through a lot.”

Damn it. I didn’t expect my Alpha to be tender. It makes me cry harder. Probably because now even my wolf thinks it is okay to weep I can only blame on not being used to this version of Logan–the one who holds me like he fears I might break.

Gah, to hell with it all! Let’s just open up!

“I just want to be stronger,” I whisper against his shirt. “I want to shift. I do not want to be helpless.”

The hair brushing doesn’t stop. “You’re not helpless, Eden.”

He is so wrong, but I say nothing. I’m too tired for an argument and also…I don’t think my legs are strong enough to hold me if i made him upset enough to release me. Not only is my body tired, but so is my mind. The world seriously feels like a nightmare that I can’t wake up from.

“Shit… you’re shaking,” Logan mutters and shocks me by picking me up in his arms.

A little yelp leaves my lips. Like, I know Logan is bigger than me, but now it really hits me. I’m easily lifted and squatted with. The man doesn’t seem one bit bothered by my weight and sits down with me in his lap.

“You don’t have to say anything,” he murmurs, his lips on my hair while his big, veined arms are hugging me. “But if you want to share what’s going on in that head of yours, then I’m here, Eden.”

The dam breaks. Words pour out of f me like they’ve been trapped for years.

“I miss my mom so much it physically hurts,” I confess, my voice breaking. “Which doesn’t make any fucking sense. She was a terrible mother. Not only did she hate me and drink herself drunk every single night, she also got us into so much trouble for speaking against your father, the old Alpha. She did all of that and yet I hope to find her in the kitchen every morning. And then after fully waking up I remember she’s gone, and it’s like losing her all over again.”

I feel Logan’s chin rest on top of

y head. “You’re allowed to miss her, Eden. Even if she wasn’t perfect.”

“But she hated me,” I whisper. “She called me the family disappointment. The omega nobody wanted.”

“And yet you still love her,” Logan says:

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