Elena didn't mean to make it sound like an order. It was more a request. Part of her was still getting use to being the alpha. She knew she was, in a sense, the outsider. While her world was similar to theirs, it wasn't quite theirs. She did worry how far she could seemingly survive on her namesake alone. She was Elena Michaels, but she was not their Elena Michaels. She was not this Logan's Elena. She wished Clay was here or Derek. Sometimes, she felt rather lonely even if she did her best not to show it.
The blond picked up on Logan's scent before he called out. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and offer him what she hoped was a friendly smile. She was nervous, but she was trying her hardest not to let it show.
"Hey, Logan," Elena greeted, stepping aside ot let him pass. "Come in."