Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder) novel Chapter 45

Chapter 45

Xena’s POV

Anger rose to replace my humiliation, hot and fierce in my chest. I crumpled the note and

shoved it into my pocket.

“Logan!” My shout did nothing to stop him. I watched in dismay as he violently yanked open a door and charged inside.

“RYDER! Get out here! NOW!”

I had no idea how Logan knew Ryder was in there, but now wasn’t the time to wonder about it. As Logan strode away, Ryder soon emerged following behind him, his expression

a mixture of anger and confusion. He glanced at me, then back at Logan’s retreating form,

his eyes clearly questioning what the hell was going on.

I shook my head and followed in Logan’s wake. The tension was suffocating until we got

outside, where I could finally breathe properly again.

“Logan? Care to explain?” Ryder was making an effort to control his anger. Logan, on the

other hand, wasn’t doing such a good job.

“Explain this!” Logan slammed the poster against Ryder’s chest with enough force to make him step back. Ryder’s eyes turned pitch black as he looked down at the poster.

My heart raced, my chest tight with anxiety. I knew when Ryder’s eyes turned black, things were about to get serious. It was a sign his wolf side was close to surfacing. I could feel the tension and fury filling the air, like the stillness before a storm, ready to break at

any moment.

“Where was this found?” Ryder asked, his voice a deep growl that seemed to come from the depths of his chest.

“On her DAMN LOCKER!” Logan’s roar shook the windows.

“Nobody is going to do anything,” I said, looking between them both and trying to keep

my voice steady,

“X, listen…” Logan’s voice was still raised.

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Chapter 45

“Watch your tone,” I glared at him. Something registered in his expression as he tried to calm himself.

“I’ll handle this in the ring on Saturday,” I said to Logan, my tone serious.

“That might be best,” Ryder said quietly.

“Seriously?” Logan looked furious with Ryder.

“Logan, this will only make things worse. Let me handle this my way,” I said, patting his

shoulder.

“No, that’s the damn problem. You hold grudges. You’ll hit them where it hurts the most,

and everything will go to shit,” Logan rolled his eyes at me.

“Really?” Ryder looked at me, eyebrows raised. A small smile played at my lips. Logan