"Hold her carefully," Logan said to the maid who was supporting Aella with one hand.

"It's fine, Logan. I can support myself." She snapped at him. "I told you, I don't need anyone's help."

"Well, better safe than sorry." He murmured and she gave him a glare of anger.

She had been discharged from the pack's clinic and was being moved back to her room: the room she had slept in when she was a scullery maid for the alpha. They got to the door of her room and she stopped abruptly as her eyes took in the sight.

Four burly, heavily armed guards were standing at her door. She could see that more latches and locks had been added to her door too. She turned to Logan with a disbelieving look.

"Really?" She asked. "Really, Logan? Is this your own form of torture?"

"Anything to keep you from escaping like the last time." He answered, not meeting her eyes. "I'll do whatever it takes to keep you here."

Aella rolled her eyes. "Ugh! You're so insufferable."

"It doesn't matter what I am. As long as you don't leave me again." He said and led her and the maid into the room. Aella freed herself from the maid and went to sit on the bed. The maid bowed hastily and left the room.

"Now, instructions." Logan began.

"I won't follow any of them, Logan. Don't even bother giving me any." She said with a cocky look.

"Why won't you agree that I am doing this for your own good, Aella?" The alpha asked in a frustrated voice.

"Because you would not agree that my staying here is putting so many lives in harm's way." She answered. "They will definitely come for me. And they would kill anybody that tries to stand in their way. Trust me, Logan."

"We'll set up defenses..."

"What defenses?" She asked 

"What defenses, alpha?

 How many able-bodied men do you have that can go into battle? Weren't you recruiting teenagers because the rogues had killed all your men? Sorry to say this alpha, but your so-called defenses are pretty weak."

He groaned and moved towards the door. "I am so not having this conversation with you, Aella. Go to bed or something."

"No, let's talk this out." She protested, but he acted as if he didn't hear her. "Come back, Logan!" She yelled but the alpha had left the room.

"Fuck it!" She swore and hit the bed with her fists, screaming into the pillows. She was so frustrated and angry. How in the world did she start again from where she was before? She had thought that she wouldn't go back to being locked up like a wild animal after she had trashed Logan's room but here, she was again.

It was as though Logan was doing it deliberately at this point. She sobbed into the pillows as she remembered how close they had gotten and how far apart he had made them now. Sometimes she thought he was in love with her and other times he did actions that were contrary to how wolves should act toward their mates. She was tired. She felt choked, she felt restricted and it made her sad.

She compared her and Logan's relationship to that of Casper and Louve, who just mated a few days ago. In the space of those few days, they had formed a bond that she could see was unbreakable. She and Logan would never be like that. It felt like he was only keeping her around because of the pain he would feel if they were apart. And yet he wouldn't let her reject him and get this over with.

She raised her head from the pillows and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Logan was ready to take her life, she thought. How could he lock up a wild wolf in a room? That was like death to them. She would never talk to him again as it was very obvious that he wanted her dead.

Oh, stop being a drama queen, girl! Her wolf chided. You're just overreacting for absolutely nothing. Logan still cares about you, I am very sure of that. And staying in a room will not kill you.

Someone knocked on the door and Aella sat up, drying her tears. A head peeked in and she saw that it was Louve. The other woman smiled as she saw Aella's face and walked in.

"Logan said you were sleeping but I came to check on you anyway. How are you?"

"I'm good." Aella sniffed. "Better than I've ever been."

The smile on Louve's face disappeared as she saw Aella's tearful face. She came to sit by her on the bed. "What's wrong dear? Is it my cousin again?"

"Why must he be such an asshole?" Aella wondered.

"Trust me, I ask myself the same question everyday," Louve said and rolled her eyes. "But I know exactly how to deal with assholes. Come with me." 

"No," Aella grumbled. "I don't feel like going anywhere."

"Come on! Won't you love to see a shocked look on Logan's face? Let's give him what he deserves. Tell me, do you gym?"

"Well, I don't do gym but I can lift heavy things," Aella replied.

"That's good enough for me," Louve said. "Go get dressed. We're going to the gym."

"Ugh, fine!" Aella stood up from the bed and moved towards her wardrobe. She opened the door of the wardrobe and peered inside. "Oh, I don't have any gym clothes. All I have here are white silk dresses."

"Not to worry then. I'm sure I have a few that I can spare. Come on." Louve dragged Aella's hand and moved towards the door of the room.

"Wait, what about the guards?" Aella asked.

Love scoffed. "Those ones? They adore me. They'll do anything for me." She pulled the doorknob and dragged Aella out of the room. At the door, the guards bowed to Louve as she came out and she waved gaily at them. Aella was shocked. It seemed that her charm had spread to the guards too.

They went to Louve's room and she opened the door, pulling Aella in. "Feel comfortable. I'll get you something to wear." She said and disappeared into the closet.

Aella looked around, fascinated. The room was like a representation of its owner. Everything from the plush four-poster bed to the red loveseat by the window screamed friendliness and comfort. The white curtains on the windows were trimmed with pink lace and the rug under Aella's feet was equally pink and soft. The top of the vanity cupboard was filled with pink bottles of hair spray, body spray, and other female effects. 

Louve came back with a pair of gym leggings and a sports bra. "Do you like my room?" She asked as she saw Aella looking around.

"I guess?" Aella smiled "Too girly for me though."

"I know, I get that a lot." Love replied. She obviously wasn't offended by Aella's statement. "Here. Put these on." She said and threw the clothes to Aella.

Aella took off her hoodie and wore the gym clothes, then stepped in front of the mirror. Her eye widened as she took in the sight. The sports bra had done wonders to her small perky boobs. They looked much bigger than they were and made her look well-rounded.

She turned around and studied her backside. The leggings she was wearing made her ass rounder and juicier. In fact, all the curves of her body were more noticeable. The clothes made it look like she had more curves than usual.

Love appeared behind her and pulled her hair. "Let's tie your hair in a ponytail, shall we?" Aella nodded without question. She really was enjoying this makeover.

However, the clothes were making her feel a bit exposed. She tugged at the sports bra nervously. "I don't think this is a good idea, Louve."

"Oh, come off it, Aella. You look absolutely gorgeous. Come on, Logan would be knocked senseless." Louve replied and led Aella out of the room and towards the gym. Aella stopped at the door of the gym again and looked at Louve for affirmation.

"Don't be nervous, dear. Now come on." Louve said, grabbing Aella's hand and smiling. "Let's go and torture my cousin a little."