Chapter Twelve
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WOW I am still alive people!! Just been really busy that I have had no time for any of my fiction. I am so sorry. I just managed to get this chapter up. Also when I do I have some time..I can't seem to get past this writers block.. I have. It is really frustrating sometimes.
Anyways I do not own x-men, however ROE character is mine. And soon we will be discovering who this mysterious girl is.....
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Wolverine...! Those words echoed in Logan's mind.
Logan didn't say a thing as he stood there staring at her, drinking in her image as if maybe in the next moment she will have disappeared. Wolverine's senses flared as the beast in him wanted to be released.
The odour when he had first come into the bar, which had seemed to be familiar, over powered his senses now. Her smell was like honey to a bear and the Wolverine in him knew instantly that he had found his true mate and was clawing from the confines within Logan to escape and take possession of what was his.
To the couple that were witnessing this exchange could tell that the sexual attraction was fierce, as they could have sworn they saw lightning crackle in the air. Even the waitress, who had come back out to bring a beer to another customer took one look and stepped back into the kitchen.
Whoever this woman was, she had long hair of ebony, and eyes as deep as Bavarian deep chocolate. Her frame was slight and athletic from what he could easily tell from the slim jeans she was wearing and the blouse that could leave a man staring and dream. Even her voice as she had uttered his name had the same tone Roe always had when she said his name.
The wolverine in him smelled the air and knew that she was shaking with the same desire as his own body. He too was almost overwhelmed to keep the sexual hunger of the wolverine at bay. He had found his mate once more and the wolverine didn't like to be denied.
Without a sound or an exchange of words, Logan merely turned, his eyes fiercely penetrating hers and walked out of the bar.
As soon as the trance was broken, the ebony haired woman looked and felt like she had just finished a 12-mile run. His overwhelming presence had sent her senses souring and even now couldn't think of anything else but him. For a moment her frame stood in shock as the trance had been broken.
Her dream was real? The man from her dream was real? How could that be? With a strength she thought she lost, she made her legs walk one right after another and followed the man out the door, leaving stunned customers and her friends gaping.
Logan stepped out into the cool night air and made his way to his motorcycle. He didn't have a clue to what he was doing nor what he was waiting for. He had at last found her and he left her there, alone.
Nice one, Logan! He thought to himself.
With the quickness of an animal he straddled the cycle and turned on its motor. He was about to put it into gear when she came running out, everything else forgotten.
With no thought to what he was doing, he put out his hand and waited.
What are you doing girl? Rena told herself. You don't know this man. And here you are chasing him as if should you let him go...
Her thoughts trailed off, as she caught sight of him on his cycle.
Boy did he look good. The thought appeared in her mind.
She was about to say something when suddenly she saw him stare at her, as she was staring at him, and lift up his hand to her as if beckoning her to join him.
No! Girl...what are you doing? You can't go with him. Don't even think it.
Yet without a moment's hesitation she walked up to him and took a hold of his hand and suddenly her head exploded and scenes unfolded.
Logan had seen her and his senses almost overwhelmed him again. God she was beautiful, just like his memories remembered her.
He saw her eyes and knew that she was his as she lifted her hand slowly but surely to his and grasped it tightly. At that same time she touched him, his head exploded and the last thing he knew he was falling into darkness.
To be continued.
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WOW I am still alive people!! Just been really busy that I have had no time for any of my fiction. I am so sorry. I just managed to get this chapter up. Also when I do I have some time..I can't seem to get past this writers block.. I have. It is really frustrating sometimes.
Anyways I do not own x-men, however ROE character is mine. And soon we will be discovering who this mysterious girl is.....
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Wolverine...! Those words echoed in Logan's mind.
Logan didn't say a thing as he stood there staring at her, drinking in her image as if maybe in the next moment she will have disappeared. Wolverine's senses flared as the beast in him wanted to be released.
The odour when he had first come into the bar, which had seemed to be familiar, over powered his senses now. Her smell was like honey to a bear and the Wolverine in him knew instantly that he had found his true mate and was clawing from the confines within Logan to escape and take possession of what was his.
To the couple that were witnessing this exchange could tell that the sexual attraction was fierce, as they could have sworn they saw lightning crackle in the air. Even the waitress, who had come back out to bring a beer to another customer took one look and stepped back into the kitchen.
Whoever this woman was, she had long hair of ebony, and eyes as deep as Bavarian deep chocolate. Her frame was slight and athletic from what he could easily tell from the slim jeans she was wearing and the blouse that could leave a man staring and dream. Even her voice as she had uttered his name had the same tone Roe always had when she said his name.
The wolverine in him smelled the air and knew that she was shaking with the same desire as his own body. He too was almost overwhelmed to keep the sexual hunger of the wolverine at bay. He had found his mate once more and the wolverine didn't like to be denied.
Without a sound or an exchange of words, Logan merely turned, his eyes fiercely penetrating hers and walked out of the bar.
As soon as the trance was broken, the ebony haired woman looked and felt like she had just finished a 12-mile run. His overwhelming presence had sent her senses souring and even now couldn't think of anything else but him. For a moment her frame stood in shock as the trance had been broken.
Her dream was real? The man from her dream was real? How could that be? With a strength she thought she lost, she made her legs walk one right after another and followed the man out the door, leaving stunned customers and her friends gaping.
Logan stepped out into the cool night air and made his way to his motorcycle. He didn't have a clue to what he was doing nor what he was waiting for. He had at last found her and he left her there, alone.
Nice one, Logan! He thought to himself.
With the quickness of an animal he straddled the cycle and turned on its motor. He was about to put it into gear when she came running out, everything else forgotten.
With no thought to what he was doing, he put out his hand and waited.
What are you doing girl? Rena told herself. You don't know this man. And here you are chasing him as if should you let him go...
Her thoughts trailed off, as she caught sight of him on his cycle.
Boy did he look good. The thought appeared in her mind.
She was about to say something when suddenly she saw him stare at her, as she was staring at him, and lift up his hand to her as if beckoning her to join him.
No! Girl...what are you doing? You can't go with him. Don't even think it.
Yet without a moment's hesitation she walked up to him and took a hold of his hand and suddenly her head exploded and scenes unfolded.
Logan had seen her and his senses almost overwhelmed him again. God she was beautiful, just like his memories remembered her.
He saw her eyes and knew that she was his as she lifted her hand slowly but surely to his and grasped it tightly. At that same time she touched him, his head exploded and the last thing he knew he was falling into darkness.
To be continued.