LOGINFreya’s POVGavin turned to me to say something, but there was a knock at the door. A nurse entered soon after. "Congratulations, Beta Elise and Gavin, on your little girl," the nurse said. "We need to bring her to the nursery now." The nurse reached for the baby, and Gavin tensed visibly. I could feel his aura flare."It's part of protocol, Beta Gavin. You can come with her," the nurse said gently."I'll only be a minute," he promised her softly.Elise squeezed his hand. "Go. I'll be right here."Gavin hesitated, then followed the nurse out of the room, glancing back at Elise before he left."I was in an unfamiliar room," I said. "I lay on my back in bed, surrounded by women. One of them held her hands over my stomach, repeating the same phrase. I didn't understand the words, but I knew they meant something important.""Go on," Logan urged, leaning forward."I was screaming and calling for you, but you never came." My voice shook. "I kept thinking you would walk through the door."Lo
Freya’s POVFear hit me hard. I knew I’d do anything, give anything, to keep Elise alive.All I wanted was for Elise to live. Suddenly, heat spread from under my ribs, unstoppable, and rushed down my arm.It wasn’t like normal heat from fire or exercise. It felt older and wilder, like sunlight in my bones. My pulse roared in my ears, quieting everything else, and the world faded to the feeling of her skin in my palm. The warmth started under my ribs, shot through my shoulder and elbow, and down to the hand holding hers, building until a tingling pressure buzzed at my fingertips. Where our palms touched, it felt as if something deep inside me jumped over to her.‘What was that?’ I thought.‘I don’t know,’ my wolf replied, ‘but I think it helps.’Elise’s hand was no longer limp. She squeezed my hand."Oh," Elise said, breathless.Color returned to her face, rising from her neck, and for the first time since I got there, she took a full breath."Again!” the doctor urged. "While you have
Freya’s POVLogan’s hand slid behind my head, his fingers gentle as they moved through my hair. His lips met mine, slow and firm, making sure our kiss wasn’t rushed or casual. I felt his warm breath as he pulled me close and kissed me even deeper, making my heart race. He wanted me to really feel it, not just rush through it.At the start, I only kissed him to give him what he wanted, like, okay, you win, as if I took anything else off, I would be almost nude. But after a moment, it wasn’t about that anymore. I lost track of what I was trying to do. The kiss turned into something I actually craved, and I found myself leaning into him, not wanting to stop.A surge of emotion rushed through me, just like at the training ground when he touched my hand, but this was even stronger and harder to ignore. His mouth on mine made everything more intense, and before I could stop myself, I moaned against his lips.When he finally let me go, I felt disappointed, and my wolf whined. ‘Keep kissing h
Freya’s POV"Because of the mad rogues," Logan said, his voice steady.“Mad rogues?” I asked in alarm. “They were actually real?”“Yes. The Rogue King was controlling them. We didn’t know at first,” Logan replied. “I was tracking them down due to what happened to my father. I was trying to find out if it was a freak accident or if my father was poisoned.”I frowned slightly. I remembered that the former Alpha of Doomfang had been close friends with my father, and he lost his mind during a gathering. No one knew why.“Anyway, the mad rogue disease spread through bites. Some died from the attack while the survivors turned.” Logan continued."I can see how that could get out of hand," I said quietly."Exactly. One moment you’re dealing with 10, and then 10 becomes 50. People you trusted for your entire life turn on you like a rabid animal," Logan continued, his expression darkening.I put my hand flat on the desk."How many packs were affected?" I asked."All of them, but Silvermoon was
Freya’s POVLogan made some room on his desk, set a pile of papers in front of me, and left me to look through them.The work was easier than I thought it would be.Turns out, I actually knew what I was doing. I didn’t know the people or the past decisions, but the tasks made sense. Some people needed a decision, some wanted permission, and others wanted me to back them up in arguments. I could tell what they wanted after reading just a couple lines.Anything that depended on knowing someone or remembering a promise went into a separate pile. I asked who people were a couple of times. It was strange to rely on Logan for things I probably used to know. Still, he never seemed annoyed when I asked for help, just patient, like he understood how hard it was for me. Eventually I stopped asking and put them in a pile for Logan to handle later.One paper made me stop. It talked about pack members who came back weak after the war, quoting an old order with Connor’s name and mine on it. That or
Logan’s POVAnnie was waiting outside my office when I came downstairs. She looked sad because Freya and I weren't sleeping together. We hadn’t told her that Freya’s memories hadn’t returned, but she was starting to catch on that something was wrong, and was respectful enough not to ask.“Nora’s taken the twins to school,” Annie said. “Elian wanted to wait for his mother, and Nora told him no.”“Good,” I replied.“Should I wake Luna?” Annie asked.“Let her sleep,” I said. “She had a rough night. When she wakes up, give her something simple to eat and make sure she drinks plenty of water.”“Yes, Alpha,” Annie said, nodding before she left.I’d been up since before dawn. I went to bed late and then lay there most of the night listening for her door, in case she got up and tried the stairs again.Vivian gave me her books when she left. I opened the chapters about memory and left them on my desk. I kept reading them, hoping I missed something that could help. The books advised us to use





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