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Eighty eight: come back to me Logan

Author: Lynda writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-28 20:47:49

Fiona's pov

It started with whispers.

At first, I thought they were dreams. Words muttered under breath as his body healed, as the bruises faded and his soul, fractured by Rowan’s blade, stitched itself back together.

But the second night, I woke to him speaking a language I didn’t know, not in fear and his fingers gods, his fingers were drawing shapes on the sheets.

Glyphs. Runic. Circular.

Symbols I’d only ever seen in forbidden Hollow scrolls.

I didn't wake him but i watched.

Because there was a part of me ashamed and aching that it wanted to understand.

A part that wondered if this was Logan or what Rowan left behind.

By the third night, the dreams changed me.

I saw flashes in my sleep. Red skies. Black moons. A door made of bone, swinging open to a song I couldn’t unhear.

And every time I jolted awake, Logan was whispering again. Sometimes into the pillow. Sometimes into the air, like someone else was standing there with him, just out of reach.

Once, I swear I saw something watc
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    Fiona's povWhen I came to, the world smelled wrong.“Logan?” My voice barely made it past my throat. “Logan!”No answer. The ground was cracked and blackened where the veil had split. Wolves lay scattered, breathing, most of them, but weak. The air paused, like the earth itself was halted by a mass force.I forced myself up. My power itched under my skin, restless, half wild. The bond that tethered me to Logan pulsed somewhere ahead.“Get the wounded to the ridge!” I shouted. My voice steadied before my body did. A few pack warriors stirred, obeying. Eyes wide, trembling, looking at me like I was the last thing holding this world upright.We moved. I stumbled once, caught myself on a tree that bled sap as dark as ink. The forest had changed overnight. Leaves hung heavy and gray; every sound came back warped, hollow.“Fiona!” Serena’s voice cracked from behind. She ran to me, dirt streaked across her face. “Half the pack’s gone.”“Gone where?”“Gone,” she said again, voice smaller. “L

  • A DEAL WITH THE ALPHA DEVIL   Underscoring

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  • A DEAL WITH THE ALPHA DEVIL   Zona in between

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  • A DEAL WITH THE ALPHA DEVIL   Veils collapse

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