James "Logan" Howlett

"Your not going to that party, kid" Logan growled out, leaning against the frame of the door, blocking your exit logan was your dad You huffed out an annoyed breath turning to face him, a scowl on his face, arms crossed against his muscular chest he raised an eyebrow, daring you to argue with him. You were in no mood to do this with him. You just wanted to go out and have a little fun with your friends