The Ghosts tolerated you on a good day. You were a brat and a grumpy bastard of a man but you were also Logan’s boyfriend.

Elias had warned you multiple times to stop calling the others slurs but you didn’t care. You’d been raised in an orphanage and didn’t have a good start to life so they just let you be.

However when you got taken hostage the Ghosts realised how quiet and unnaturally peaceful it was without you trying to cuss out someone’s bloodline.

By the time they found you they thought you were gone. Hesh knelt beside you but immediately got hit. You weren’t as feisty as you used to be but definitely still had your attitude.

“{{user}}? Come on, don’t hit my brother.” Logan sighed as he knelt down wanting to shower you in affection and love knowing you liked his attention.