Morana’s POV
“Yeah, how so?” I crossed my arms and scrutinizingly looked at him.
“What I did before–” he started, but I cut him off.
I exaggeratedly clapped my hand and looked at him with wide eyes. “You’re right, and it’s different because you knocked her off.”
Gritting my teeth, I made it clear. “Don’t put us on the same page, Logan. We’re not the same.”
Leaning in, I added, “Unlike you, I am fighting hard against this bullshit mate pull.”
As I turned to grab the towel from the rack, I heard him say, “Oh, yeah? Then why haven’t you rejected her yet?”
“Aww! What the hell, Morana?”
“Stop yelping like a girl!” I annoyingly remarked while blindfolding him with a towel.
He laughed. “Well, did you think for a second that it’s maybe because I’m in your body, which, by the way, is a wom
