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
It was dim when I entered. I left it that way. The moonlight spilling through the tall windows painted silver lines across the bedspread, softening the edges of everything but the ache in my chest.I peeled off the gown carefully, laying it across the back of a chair instead of tossing it aside like
I smiled and nodded at Carla as I passed her desk and sank into my seat like nothing had shifted.But something had. I could feel it.There was a new crack between Logan and me now, hairline and fragile, but real. I wasn’t sure who had placed it there—Reid, Chloe or Logan himself—but I knew better t
EmilyI didn’t sleep well and by morning, the ache behind my eyes hadn’t faded, and no amount of black tea or cold water helped.I moved through the house in a quiet fog. If Logan noticed my silence at breakfast, he didn’t ask. We spoke only of the day’s schedule.Then he retreated to his home offic
EmilyI sat on the edge of my bed, one hand clenched around my phone, the other frozen halfway to brushing my hair.The headline didn’t say my name, but it didn’t have to. Trouble in Titanfang? Rumors of Replacement Amid Document Scandal.The photo they used wasn’t new, just a new gossip angle; it w







