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
EmilyLogan’s words echo in the back of my mind. I remember all too well the way he stood up for me against his father, the man who has wished for nothing more than to see me fail in my marriage with Logan. My husband, the man I love with the entirety of my heart, did it so effortlessly and without
LoganI am about to knock again when the door swings open. I take a step back and look down at Emily as she exits the bathroom. She wears one of my T-shirts, the black fabric hanging loose on her body. I have to tear my gaze away, so I don't cross the boundary that would make her feel uncomfortable,
We barely get time to ourselves, to get the chance to breathe, before we are thrown right back into the wolves den, having to interact with more people than humanly possible. I keep my hand tight on his and give it a squeeze whenever we need to move on, allowing him to be the one to break off the co
EmilyI have moved through the motions of the day without much regard to the world around me. When I showed up to work this morning, there was a stack of paperwork ready for me to dive into, a plethora of spreadsheets and budgets that people needed me to look at and to point out any discrepancies th







