Silence ruled the morning for a moment until Buck cleared his throat and added a clap while they stared at Camila who was utterly lost. 
     "I just love the part where he made himself look like the big bad wolf." Buck added with a smile. "Well, lady Cami, talk" 
      Camila glanced at their faces and scoffed. "Seriously? …" Logan and Buck shared a look with a shrug. 
     "What do you think this is huh? I thought you're different from this guy? Looks like you're just the same…" 
     "Calm down, CAMILA" Logan advised. 
      "Fuck am I calming down for?! …." She raged up. "What the fuckery is that? A fucking children's fairy tale? What sort of epic story Is that? You think they is funny ? You must be having some laughs now? Huh. Fucking hell…" she chuckled. "I was a fool to even try and trust and believe you—" 
     "Calm down lady Cala, you don't need to—" 
     "Fuck you Buck! Shut the fuck up and get out of the fucking window!" She yelled at Buck. 
       >>>>>>mind-linked>>>>>>
    "Told you, Logan. This is going to be a big burden" 
    "I know" 
     Camila stood up to march away. "Where are you going?" Logan followed after her. 
     "It's none of your business , is it? You would rather make fun?"
     "I—" 
     "Do you want me to show her?" Buck asked Logan painting his face with a silly smile. Logan shook his head and back at Camila.
     "You see, there are many things you do not know…" he held her hands. "There are so many things I didn't know until now… things like your past life…" he looked into her eyes. She could feel the burning desire between them. 
     It didn't feel like the bond between strangers. Logan knew what he was feeling. The bond was only getting stronger. 
     "Fuck…" Buck commented with disappointment. 
     "And if there's one thing I've decided to do after today is to hold your hands…" he held her hands even better, Camila stared into his eyes motionless as if she was lost in him. 
      Logan leaned forward, brushing his face against hers. He slowly let down her hands and took his arms around, where he wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing her into him.
     "Why do you make me feel calm?" Camila asked with heavy lips. Logan's breathing curled up around her skin as he buried his face down on her neck with smooches, sliding up to nibble on her ears and back again staring at her. Camila took a gulp, Logan felt her heart rate beating faster. 
    "Logan! …" Not that he was truly concerned but what was his own problem? Logan couldn't bite a stash around it. 
     It seemed like Buck would always be communicating through the mind link. Private wolf business you could say.
     "She only exists to harm you, can't you see?!" Of course he could see it and he could feel it too. 
     "Because…" Logan brought down his lips to meet hers. He kissed her like he had never done. She tasted of strawberries still, she had a very strong scent of tuberose that he so much loved. 
     Camila's heart carved into a rush. "I love you" he said with a smile. 
    "I wasn't expecting that…" Camila said as two partied dimples formed on her cheeks. 
     "Me too" Logan added.
     "Excuse me?! What's goin'on here?" 
     "Done with your wolf business?" 
     Buck felt miserable and Logan wondered what his win would be but he wasn't just going to find out, if he does, that meant he would win. 
    "Logan… " it was about time he'd asked for a favour and she was taking it. Logan nodded his head. "My aunt is bad news and she's still out there… she's evil. Please help me…" 
     Camila couldn't believe that she would ever need a man genuinely. Logan came into her life and not only did he changed her perspective is on many things but he broke down her walls and stood tight in her heart like it belonged to him. Maybe, just Maybe, she would give it all to him. 
     "Of course, Camila. I will help you…" he said with a light smile, walking across the settle circle to pour into the wine glasses another batches of scotch.
     And after a few sips, he looked at Buck. "Of course, I would love to fight your evil aunt. Evil people don't deserve to live among us, all they do is manipulate people, use people, cause more harm than good…" he took another sip and looked at Camila.
     "And the worst of all, they don't really have a life because they are busy destroying other lives…" he took another sip and looked at Buck. "and they would put a big hole in your chest with a big stick and leave you for dead!" He crushed the glass cup in his hand into pieces which startled everyone. 
    "Huh!? What's that about?" Camila asked curiously. She was surprised to see that it was just drops of blood that made it out from the wound. 
     Buck stood for a moment and walked out. He knew what that was all about. 
     "Nothing to worry about, Let's go take some evil human beings out of the face of the earth, shall we?" 
****
      "What do you like about here?" 
      "Huh?" 
      "What do you like about this bar?" Logan asked Camila who was sitting next to him at the bar with a few bottles of wine and whisky in front of them, and the latter was for Camila. 
     "Why do you ask?" 
     Logan shrugged and glanced around. "Nothing, I guess". There were more than a bunch of people at the bar and not all of them were minding their business, just like Camila who periodically glanced at the young brunette bartender. 
     She looked a lot like Mandy and she hadn't seen her around in a while, so it wouldn't hurt to stare at some other girl playing the mind that it was Mandy in another form. 
      The girl caught her staring and smiled. "Hey…" 
     "Hey…" Camila greeted back, taking her drink for a gulp. 
     "Can I do something for you?" She asked with a smiling face. 
      "Can you?" 
    The bartender stared at her for a bit and chuckled. "Are you high or something?" 
      "Are you mad or something?" Camila retorted. 
    The bartender scoffed. "You just turned me off bitch…" 
    Camila held her by the wrist in an instant "who the fuck did you call a bitch?!" 
    "Hey, leave it alone" Logan tried to calm her down.
    "Ugh you're hurting me!" The girl moaned. "Fine!" Camila said through clenched teeth looking at Logan. 
    "Freak" the bartender scoffed and went away from the bar. 
    "What was that about?" Logan asked. 
    "What do you think?" She retorted. 
    Logan sighed, murmuring "damn" 
    "What did you just say, huh?" Camila attacked again. 
   A furrow grew better his eyebrows. "Are you kidding me—" 
    "Am I?" She asked furiously. 
    "Hey, you gotta chill, okay? What's wrong with you?" 
   "You don't know?" 
   Logan shrugged it off and went back to his drink. He let a few minutes slide away before bringing up something. 
    "So…" he started, glancing around the bar. "What have we got?" 
    "What we've got? Haven't you been with me all these time? We have got nothing! Absolutely nothing" 
     Logan nodded his head. "I'm just saying, it's been a few weeks already. We've done everything we can, we've looked everywhere we can, I'm just saying we—" 
    "Give up? …" She chuckled. "My insane aunt, more like my own Lucifer and hell is out there and I have to give up?" 
    Logan thought about many things to say to her but nothing fitted the situation. 
      "If you don't want to help me, do yourself a favor and fuck off" 
    "What kind of girlfriend talks to her boyfriend like that?" Some old guy at the edge of the bar commented. 
   Logan smiled. "We are rather in a toxic relationship" 
   "I see…" the old guy said nodding his head. "You're doing pretty good at it though" he added with a thumbs up. 
    "Thanks" Logan replied. He held Camila's hand. "and you, you're having a walk with me…" he dragged her out in an instant without giving her a chance at restrain. 
     They dashed outside the bar and Logan dragged her around the corner. 
    "What are you doing?" Camila snarled. 
    "Maybe we need to write a guideline for your attitude and behavior especially toward me." 
    "Are you being serious right now?" She scoffed. 
    "Does it look like I'm not—" 
   "I will be at the bar…" she took a step away and Logan held her back. 
    "I'm not done talking to you!" He roared at her. Camila remained calm. She had just been tamed and she couldn't believe what he just did. 
    Just like when a big dog barks at the puppy to keep cool. She was overthrown by his command and masculine strength that she kept asking herself “how and why she just stopped”
    "Because I am an Alpha, and I've chosen you, consciously and unconsciously…" 
    "How— what are you talking about?" 
    "You won't understand—" 
    "How did you even know what I was thinking? What is going on—" 
   "The bond I guess, it seems like it's actually becoming something…" 
   "What do you mean the bond is becoming something?" 
   "It doesn't matter anyway… now, let's make somethings clear. You dare not, ever again talk to me anyhow, do you understand?" 
    Camila gulped, it was as if she was being forced to respond because she needed to if not something bad would happen, but she couldn't hold it back long enough. 
    " …Do you understand?" His voice geered her up. It was strong and powerful, and she just couldn't resist. 
    "Yes, yes" she said with a gulp. It looked like she used a lot of strength to say it out. 
    "Good. And you will do as I say…" 
   "Huh?" 
    "I said, you will do just as I say… do you have a problem with that?" 
    Camila stared at him for a moment and slowly shook her head. 
     "Good. We should keep you in check, all the time…" 
    Camila's face weighed down with particles of weakness and sadness. "Are you saying that something is wrong with me?" Her voice had become frail, her eyes too. 
    Logan leaned closer and led held her hands in the assuring clasps of his hands. "No, nothing's wrong with you. I just care about you enough that I need to do what I can…" he explained. 
    Camila let out a half partitioned smile followed with a slight chuckle, a more visible smile, a broadened one, and… "We really are in a toxic relationship, aren't we?" 
     Logan chuckled. "I guess so…" and brought his lips to hers, planting a warm , soft and passionate kiss. 
      "You smell like rosemary" 
     "Do you like it?" She asked with a smile. 
     "Do I like that you have different sweet and seductive scents?" 
    "Seductive, eh?" She smirked. 
   "Uh huh…" Logan glanced around. "I think we should spend the night in the motel…" he whispered into her ears. Even his voice is enough to convince her if need be.