LOGINFiona Thornwood never wanted a mate, especially not Logan Blackridge, the ruthless and dangerous Alpha of a rival pack but when her uncle makes a deal to force them together, Fiona is thrown into a life she never asked for. Logan is powerful, feared and hiding a dark past. Fiona is strong, stubborn and refuses to be controlled. They can’t stand each other but the mate bond won’t let them walk away. As danger grows and a prophecy connects their fates, Fiona and logan must decide: fight each other or fight side by side to win their rival packs. Can hate turn into something more or will their bond tear them and their world apart. Let's unravel this tale of rejection, powers between burning emotions they both can't resist.
View MoreLogan's pov“Tag! You’re it!”A small hand slapped mine before I could react, and I stumbled into the soft grass. Laughter erupted around me as three children squealed, darting between benches, hiding behind the big oak tree near the pack hall.“Alpha! You can’t catch me!” a little girl shouted, bread crumbs on her cheeks, clutching a sticky pastry she had swiped from the table.“I will catch you!” I said, laughing, lunging forward. My usual alpha demeanor was gone now, no more dark shadows, curses, warnings.Now I was warm, playful, soft. The children squealed even louder, darting away in every direction.Fiona appeared behind me, shaking her head, laughing. “Logan!" She shouted from far behind me. "I can’t believe you’re doing this,” she said, brushing her hair from her face. “The mighty alpha, reduced to chasing toddlers for snacks.”“Hey,” I said, grinning, “I can be many things, fearsome when I need to be, and absolutely ridiculous at other times.” I crouched low, watching the sm
Logan's pov Laughter echoed softly from the kitchen where a few of the younger members were sorting supplies in the pack, and the older ones moved with purpose but without fear. Rowan was finally gone. His shadow, manipulation of power, all of it dissolved in the air like smoke after a fire.And yet, the house still felt tense. Even after victory, even after Rowan had been stripped of authority and the pack had sworn loyalty to Fiona and me, there was a weight lingering, invisible but heavy.I moved toward Fiona, who was sitting on the edge of the couch, wrapped in a blanket. Her hair was messy from the morning, a few damp strands clinging to her forehead, but her eyes… her eyes held something that made my chest tighten. Determination, quiet strength, and a hint of fear she refused to show.“Hey,” I said softly, sitting beside her. My hand brushed against hers, resting there. She let me, and I felt her warmth seep into me, steadying me in ways the battle, the mountain, and the pack n
Fiona's povRowan left without a fight. The pack house was quiet. Even after Rowan’s disgrace, even after his shadow had finally receded, the air felt heavy, like we were all holding our breath.I sank onto the edge of the main hall bench, knees pulled close, hands trembling slightly. Logan was beside me immediately, eyes sharp, hand on my shoulder. “You alright?”“I’m fine,” I said, even as the room spun faintly around me. I clenched my fists, trying to anchor myself. But the mark, the mountain, Rowan, the pack’s tension — it all pressed against me, making my head pound.Logan didn’t buy it. He slid closer, lowering his voice. “You’re not fine. I can feel it.”“I said I’m fine,” I snapped, but my voice cracked anyway.Serena was across the room, watching me, jaw tight, arms folded. Her eyes were unreadable, but I caught the flicker of something worrying, longing, regret. I didn’t have time to think.The council had finished their formalities. Rowan’s fall was official; the pack had t
Fiona's pov“Don’t,” Logan whispered beside me. “He’s baiting you.”Rowan smiled. He looked half dead, almost heartbreakingly so, but the glow in his veins told a different story. “Come closer, Fiona. You’ve wandered long enough.”I took a step forward before I could stop myself. His voice had weight; it pulled at something buried deep inside me.Logan’s hand caught my wrist. “Fiona.” His voice cracked. “Stay with me.”That broke the spell. I blinked, breath sharp. Rowan’s smile faltered. “Ah. The tether. How sweet.”He turned to the pack, raising his arms. “She still believes she can love what the mountain already owns.”The pack murmured, uneasy. I saw Serena among them, her face pale in the torchlight. She was shaking her head slowly at me, as if begging me not to do what I was about to.I stepped into the clearing anyway. The air felt heavy, thick enough to breathe in pieces.Rowan spread his hands, his tone soft, almost tender. “You opened the first door. You brought us the gift






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