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barked but Pamela scolded him, and invited her father inside. He couldn’t believe that she was doing that. He barked more, his aggression growing, but she told him firmly to keep quiet, and he knew if he didn’t she would lock him outside. He lay down next to her, his body taught, every muscle trembling.
    Her father was clearly drunk, sobbing in her little kitchen, begging her to come back, telling her how much she hurt him by running off. Her father  screamed in agony, begging Pam to come back home with him.
What a ridiculous drama queen
, Logan thought to himself.
    How could Pamela not see through this man? She listened silently, offering him a tissue when he became a real mess. She kept saying no to him, to Logan’s relief, but every time she did, the man sitting across from her got more and more angry, and Logan could smell his aggression, like something acrid in his nose.
    “Spit it out girl, I don’t have all night. Are you coming with me or not?” her father yelled at her.
    She stood there in front of him, motionless, like a deer in the headlights. The next thing Logan knew he saw her dad curl his hands around a butter knife that lay on the table. Logan, understanding the man’s intention, jumped up with a growl, leaped into the air, and let out a piercing howl from his throat just as the butter knife sank in between his ribs, instead of Pamela’s neck as her father had meant to do. Logan had jumped in front of her to save her from that fate.
    Everything went black. This is the end, he thought, at least the last thing I saw was her face.
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Suddenly he felt better, he could breathe again but the scents… well, they just weren’t as powerful as before. His head didn’t feel light, and his vision had cleared up. Logan blinked his eyes twice, trying to adjust to the bright light, wondering where he was. How did he get here?
    A sharp pain to his ribs brought him back to reality but made him dizzy too, but when he lifted his arm to reach for the wound, he realized he was human again. He was human again! And in the hospital. Thomas sat next to his bed, grinning over at him.
    “What happened?” Logan asked his friend weakly.
    “You saved her,” Thomas told his friend. “You’re okay now and you are in the hospital.”
    “But what about her dad?”
    “All locked up.” Thomas confessed. “And you proved yourself. Well done, young man.”
    Thomas sauntered out of the hospital room, smiling, just as the nurse came in to check on Logan’s current condition.

Chapter 8
    He slept fitfully that night, and a week later Logan was out. It took a couple of days mulling the idea around in his head, but the more he thought about it, the stronger he felt about giving it a shot. What did he have to lose? He didn’t have the girl of his dreams now anyway; it couldn’t get much worse than that, really. But he knew that he had to go win her back now…
    Finally he decided to do it. Logan called her up later on. He swallowed nervously, not knowing what to say, walking up the steps to her sad little duplex. She didn’t know he’d been the dog. But he had to fix where he messed up without any help. But what if she didn’t want him anymore after the way he had treated her in the past?
    He felt guilty now that the roles were reversed and had a change of heart since he realized he judged her way too easily. Logan passed the swings in front of the large schoolyard right next to her small rental home, counting the missing panels that created those ragged, gaping holes to distract himself enough to keep himself from feeling like he was stuck in a horror movie.
    He knocked on her door, and after a few seconds she opened it, looking a little stunned to see him there, but then she smiled, and he knew it would be alright. She grabbed his right hand and pulled him inside, shutting the door behind him.
    “I’m sorry.” Logan said as he entered Pamela’s apartment. He hesitated a moment again, but then decided it was now