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
I snort, remembering the way Derek held his mom's hand as she walked him to the side, helping him through his fear of heights.“Yeah,” I fondly say, our eyes meeting, “he was so scared, but wanted to understand why we loved it so much!”Jack and I share a laugh. It's bitter and short and it's filled
EmilyMy head feels like deadweight against the bed. My limbs are numb, my head now throbbing, and when I open my eyes, the world slowly comes to life from all around me. I do not force myself to sit up, not allowing myself to move despite the urge to get up and run away.My gut instinct screams at
EmilyI slipped in and out of consciousness, unable to keep a grasp on my surroundings or what is happening all around me. I can feel Jack move me around on the bed, rolling me over onto my stomach to undo the zipper of my dress.I shake my head, trying to deny him the access that he wishes so despe
EmilyI sit in the foyer of Logan's house waiting for him to come home. I waited for hours, watching the Sun fall beyond the horizon, darkness overtaking the landscape. All of the life outside has gone to sleep, but I remain awake, unable to bring myself to leave this section of the house.Guilt ove







