LOGIN“I believe that,” he says, voice steady, certain. He presses a kiss to my temple, soft, grounding, a promise in the quiet morning light filtering through the car window. “I believe in us. Always.”I lean against him for a moment, letting the warmth of his presence settle into my bones, the security
EmilyThe moment we step out of the Pack’s office, I feel the tension in my shoulders begin to loosen, like a river finally allowed to flow after being dammed for years. The air outside feels lighter, fresher, almost like it’s been waiting for me to exhale. I do, letting out a long, shaky breath, my
“My wolf has awakened,” I say, letting the words hang in the air. “All I ask for is your cooperation. Not out of fear, but out of respect for what this Pack should be. Together, we can rebuild, restore, and protect what is ours. But it starts with honesty, integrity, and accountability.”The room is
EmilyThe weight of guilt sits heavy on my chest as Logan drives us to my Pack’s office. I can’t stop thinking about the consequences of what has just happened.My father behind bars, finally held accountable for the choices that have haunted me since I was a child. Derek’s death still echoes in my
I feel a strange, complicated mix of emotions — a flush of relief, a stab of sadness for the family I once knew, and a pulse of satisfaction that justice has been done.I glance at Logan, who watches intently, jaw tight, hands clasped together. His eyes flicker to mine for a brief moment, and there’
EmilyThe quiet of our home feels almost surreal. Logan and I sit on the living room couch, Peter resting peacefully on a soft mat on the floor, his tiny chest rising and falling with the rhythm of sleep. The faint hum of the heater, the soft light spilling from the lamp, and the muted tick of the c
EmilyA week has passed since the fire. I went through all the motions, allowing myself the time to rest and relax, despite the fiery hatred that burns in my heart. I can't get the image of my mother's destroyed house out of my mind, forever burned into my memories.Logan has helped me through it al
EmilyIf Logan didn't think that I was a recluse before, he surely thinks it now.I have trapped myself inside of my bedroom, the door remaining closed. I have shut myself out from the world, refusing to look at the media as my families Sameer campaign against me ravages the media.Logan’s family ha
And to think that she cited my particular interest in revenge. To get back at those who have wronged me. I simply cannot believe that she would think that she would become one of my victims in my plans of revenge.Even if she did betrayed me like this, I don't think I could bring myself to put her i
LoganAs soon as I close the door behind me, an overwhelming sense of grief and guilt takes over my body. I am unable to focus on the truth that I thought was solid, the way Michael held Emily so close to her body. It seemed like she was giving into him, giving into the kiss into the risk of loving







