Masuk“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
Despite everything, Chloe didn’t actually want to hurt Logan. She wanted him. She wanted to be at his side.“It’s not poison,” Hannah said, waving a hand. “It’s an aphrodisiac. It’s made from all natural ingredients. One dose and Logan won’t be able to keep his hands off you.”Chloe’s breath caught.
EmilyThe night started with a dress.It was a beautiful, pale-blue thing that hugged my waist and floated around my knees.I wasn’t used to soft fabrics or silver zippers. I was used to sensible shoes, high ponytails, and reliable, muted colors. But when I saw myself in the mirror, I didn’t see the
The second half of the show passed in a blur. The crowd rose in applause, the performers bowed, and the audience began to file out into the night.I followed, arm lightly looped through Logan’s, as if I was a well-placed accessory in the Alpha’s public tableau.Inside, I felt like a wilting flower.
LoganI stood at my office window, coffee in hand, watching as morning sunlight crept across the pack compound. I still felt uncomfortable about the date last night. I had expected so much from it, but it had fallen even more than flat.Not to mention that Emily and I were as tense as ever when we w







