#Chapter 216: Outbursts

Ella After a night of fitful sleep, I finally rolled out of bed around six in the morning and began my morning routine. My wolf was quieter than usual; she was upset with me over what had happened last night. Hell, I was upset with myself. I had succeeded in pushing Logan away once again, and was now likely going to face the brutal aftermath of the defensive, damaged side of myself getting her way. That day, I planned on heading to the office. It was Saturday, outside of my normal work hours, but I didn’t want to be here. I didn’t want to potentially run into Logan or have to sit and think about what had been said between us, so I figured that the next best thing was to bury myself in my work. After showering, I dressed myself in something casual: a pair of trousers and a plain top. I pulled my hair up into a bun and grabbed my work bag as I walked out of my room. However, as I made my way down the stairs, the sound of banging in the kitchen caught my attention. Furrowing m