**Elena**We both turned toward the door, shocked.Her grip on my neck loosened a little, but my head was still pounding and my chest rose and fell in ragged breaths.But that wasn’t what froze me.It was the way Blake stormed into the room…. His eyes locked on Irene, and in a heartbeat, he was on her. He yanked her off me, his hand snapping around her throat, and slammed her back against the wall so hard the frame shook.“How dare you touch her,” he growled.Irene clawed at his arm, her legs kicking weakly. Her lips parted, gasping for air.And I… I couldn’t even move at first. My body was trembling, but not only from what Irene had done. Blake’s sudden appearance made everything worse. How did he even know what was happening in here? How long had he been listening?I wanted Irene to pay for trying to kill me, yes…but not like this. Not in Blake’s hands.“Blake…” My voice came out rough, almost begging.He didn’t even look at me. His jaw clenched, his grip tightening around Iren
**Elena**“What… happened?” My voice was hoarse, scratchy, as the fog slowly peeled away from my eyes. I blinked, once, twice, until the blur gave way to the familiar sight.Not the training field. Not the canopy. My room.My head pounded, but the memory of Logan’s arms…strong, flashed behind my eyelids. For a moment I clung to it, but then a sharp, screeching sound ripped through my skull, splitting the memory apart.“Arrgh!” I winced, clutching my temples.“Lady Ena… are you okay?” A gentle palm pressed against my shoulder, grounding me. I turned slowly, meeting the worried eyes of the nurse at my bedside.I forced a shaky breath. “I… I think so,” I whispered, though the words didn’t feel true.Movement at the end of the bed drew my attention. The doctor stood there, his expression grim, clipboard in hand. The weight in his eyes told me this wasn’t going to be good.“What’s wrong, doctor?” My voice trembled as I sat up straighter, ignoring the weakness in my limbs.He hesitate
**Elena**"Be careful, my Queen," he said, his hand tightening on my arm just before I tipped forward, my face almost kissing the floor.I froze. My Queen?Slowly, I turned my head to him, my pulse kicking hard against my ribs. "What did you say?"Blake straightened me up with a careful tug, then instantly let go, as though my skin had burned him. He stepped back, his jaw tight."I asked you a question, Blake.""What did you just call me?"His eyes darted...first to the ground, then back to me. "It's nothing... My Lady. My apologies." He bowed his head quickly and started to walk away.No. That couldn't be nothing.The word clung to me.... My chest ached, as if my heart itself wanted to claw out. And then...I felt her.My wolf. She's been silent since the drowning.But now...She stirred.I took a shaky breath. "No... you said it. You said my Queen. I heard you."Blake froze, half-turned away from me. His brows furrowed deeply, his whole body tense, before smoothing into something
**Elena**Master.Why does staring at Logan kneeling in front of me make my chest ache like this?The way his head is bowed, the way his eyes lock on mine…like I own every piece of him..it should thrill me. And it does. But at the same time, a strange heaviness presses against my heart, making it hard to breathe.I want to drag him closer, kiss that infuriating smirk off his perfect lips, ruin the perfection of his face until he moans my name.But… What if I’m not really what he thinks I am?“I… I’m sorry, Logan,” my voice broke as I tried to pull back, forcing my legs to move. “What if you’re making a mistake? What if the erection you felt was as a result of something or someone else?”I turned away, but he was faster. His hand caught my wrist, tugging me back, and before I knew it, I stumbled and landed right on his lap. His knees pressed into the floor, his body solid beneath mine.“Can you feel it?”.... Do you think my body could mistake this touch?” His voice was low, rough,
**Logan**“I don’t like her, man,” Kael said, leaning against the balcony railing, eyes scanning the city lights as if the glow could somehow make his words stick.“Why?” I asked, trying to sound casual, but my gut twisted with unease.He paused, like he was picking the right words carefully. “Isn’t it weird? You save some random stranger, and now she’s acting like your fiancee… with memory loss. How fake does that sound?”I frowned. “But the doctor confirmed it…” I said, my voice sharper than I intended. Of course, it wasn’t fake. How could it be?Kael shook his head slowly. “Because I believe Ena’s faking everything..”But I don't, especially with what happened last night.“And if she is… what does she hope to gain?” I asked.“What if she's from a rival pack?. You've got plenty of enemies.. you know.” he responded.I sighed, running a hand through my hair. He was trying to protect me, I knew that. Always had. But sometimes…. he overthought things. “I get you’re tryna look out for
**Elena**I could feel sweat crept at the corner of my neck.But I couldn’t stop now. My role was set.My fingers tightened on his shirt as my heart raced faster..My pulse was wild, but I forced myself to keep my face steady. I stood over him, watching the way he sprawled across the bed like he belonged there…like he expected me to climb on top of him.A dangerous thrill shot through me.“Look at you,” I said, my voice dropping low, sharp. “The almighty king, flat on his back because I told you so.”His eyes flickered with heat, surprise chasing it.I leaned closer, fisting his shirt. “You kept me waiting, Logan. You think that’s acceptable?”He opened his mouth, but I cut him off, pressing my finger hard against his lips. “Don’t speak unless I tell you to. Got it?”His throat bobbed again. He nodded once.A smirk tugged at my lips. God… is this really working?“Good boy,” I whispered, letting the words drip slow, deliberately. “Now lie there and take it.”I shoved his shirt colla