{~~Logan Grey~~}I shouldn't be checking Ava's Instagram, but I still can't help myself. There's something about her only posting that man's arms that seems to piss me off. Why was she hiding him? She was a girl who posted everything about her daily life but suddenly was hiding him.She wouldn't even mention his pack. It made me feel uncomfortable. What if she had just left for no reason but the fact that she didn't want to be with me anymore because of my rank is degrading. But it also leaves me with a million questions. Wouldn't she be posting about snagging the most important role an omega can get is the role of a Luna. If she got that, why isn't she bragging about it? That's usually the Ava method. So why is she hiding his face?Is she in danger? Is he not who he says he is? Was she tricked? I hope she knows she can reach out to me if things get out of hand. I posted a nice breakfast today, saying that my lovely wife prepared it. It was quite comical, but the followers I'd ga
{~~Avery Sterling~~}The Necro nurseâs name is Gareth. White hair, sharp red eyes, a pure blooded Alaskan death wolf. Do you know how rare those are? This pack has really evolved from the last time I was here. His wolf clan don't leave their pack in Alaska. But apparently he went to camp with Ryan, they became buddies and when Ryan moved here to be closer to his best friend- Gareth did the exact same thing. They've been working together ever since. Ryan is such a social butterfly, while Gareth is a introvert who speaks to the dead bodies while he works. He was sickened by the case, and that was why he refused to continue operating on the bodies. I finally got the full details. For the past so and so months- I may have blanked out that part of the information- several woman have been abducted, their babies taken from them, and their stomach sliced open with their organs removed. Each woman had a C-section at Heart Inc. And each woman gave birth to boys. It wasâĶ shocking to find out
{~~Avery Sterling~~}I stayed up for several reasons. My nerves were on edge by what I had seen. It didnât change anything. I was still feeling uneasy. Why did he have those photos? Was he always planning to blackmail me?Logan is nothing like I expected. He is much crueler than I thought he would be. I lay in bed, thinking of the woman that had gotten hurt. And logan. I know Iâm not ava. Letâs weigh out the pros and cons of that. Iâve done that my whole life.Letâs build a chart. There is Ava Sterling. Sheâs well liked, or at least she was when I was first here. Sheâs smart, sheâs funny, there isnât an ex boyfriend here that might say something bad about her. Sheâs pretty, sheâs charming, she has everyone in a chokehold. If she breathes, they trip over themselves. Hell, my parents couldnât remember any part of my childhood, but if I asked them a specific question about Ava... they would have the answer.Now those are her pros. Her ability to make people blind to her flaws. Her cons ar
{~~Avery Sterling~~}Okay, so sleeping was officially gone. I went for a run instead, and the more the phone call stayed in my mind the faster I ran. You know, symbolism and shit. Trying to outrun my problems. It did not work. My twin is truly the bane of my existence. Sheâs a wolf, she should have eaten me in the womb. I was born against my will, and Iâm forced to pay for it. Dear god.It didnât work. I returned to the house drenched in sweat and cursing every being that let me be born into this world. I ran my fingers through my hair, letting myself breathe before stepping into the house. Logan was awake, I could hear his footsteps moving around upstairs. I ducked toward my room. Not wanting to see him.Or Iâd risk ruining my chances by telling him that Ava called me and that I have her new number. Which is a good way to fuck everything up. I need someone to talk to. I called Ryan while stripping off my workout clothes.I dumped them in the basket and entered the bathroom. Letting th
{~~Logan Grey~~}Ryan: You are a fool. Youâre missing out on the hottest piece of ass youâll ever find.Me: What the fuck are you talking about?Ryan: You are a fool. Save me some of your momâs chicken pot pie or our friendship is over.I rolled my eyes, why am I friends with him again? He is being a pain. I turned the screen of my phone to face the desk while I got back to work. The files on the latest patients in intensive care were done neatly. At least Avery is good at something. She reviews thoroughly and even goes above and beyond. Such an overachiever.A true nerd if Iâve ever seen one. I continued to read through each report she made. My mind kept flying over to the fact that my parents had sprung this dinner on me. I have to be nice to Avery or they might offer her some money to leave me. I need her to stick around until Ava comes to her senses.So i canât have them thinking I want her gone, I also donât want them thinking Iâm in love with her. Fuck no. My heart would never b
{~~Avery Sterling~~}Logan is watching me, I must be doing something wrong. My day was already off to a bad start. Seeing Shawn had been a blast from the past. Remember when I mentioned one of those many guys who I thought liked me, only for them to drop me for my sister? All the while the guy I wanted was working his hardest to make her his.Well, Shawn was a different guy. He was sweet. When Ava flirted, he told her off. Said he was taken. He was... i thought with him I could get over Logan but then he dumped me one day out of the blue. Saying heâd made a mistake, and he wanted Ava. Her face had been so smug when I got back home that day.She was proud of herself. I meant what I said to him, I want nothing to do with guys who are obsessed with my sister. Is that hypocritical to say seeing as Iâm basically enduring the worst for someone who takes his obsession with Ava to a crazy point? Yes, it does.But my life can only handle one crazy ex and not more. Especially since Iâve had a s
{~~Avery Sterling~~}âAvery, come help me in the kitchen.â the entire Grey family turned to look at me. They were waiting for something, but I wasnât sure what. I rose from the chair, placing my bag down.âSure, Mrs Grey. What would you like me to do?âThe family looked at me like I was an alien, I followed the elderly woman into the kitchen. Away from the other preying eyes. She was the only one in here, and I could see that most of the food had already been prepared, and placed in beautiful floral-printed ceramic pots.âI need you to add the toppings to the cake. And next time youâre showing up to your in-laws' home, it would be good courtesy to bring them food, wine, or something.â Her tone reminded me so much of Logan. Snarky, hateful, and commanding. I nodded.âMy apologies. I didnât have time.ââOf course you didnât. Iâm sure itâs hard work spending all of my sonâs money.ââHe doesnât spend money on me,â I say as I move around the counter towards the cake.âLiar. Where did you g
{~~Logan Grey~~}Why is everyone so hateful towards Ava? She didnât do anything wrong. Okay, thatâs dumb to say. She stole from me. But Ava was a nice girl, she had big dreams of being a model. She was working on securing a contract she would have shown them all that she was amazing if only sheâd stayed. Sheâll be back.She made me a promise that her forever was mine. I choose to believe those words. We were in love. Sheâll realize it soon enough. I know no one can bring her the same feelings I gave to her. Her fatherâs words hurt something within me. My whole family is looking at me smugly. Like if the father says this then itâs gold. Why should I give a fuck about what he thinks? And to lie that he was giving Ava money. She told me her parents cut her off the moment her sister left.They liked Avery more. I should know, that Ava always came to me whenever they were playing their favoritism and it was hurting her feelings. But here he is lying.Growling, I turned to face him.âYouâre
{~~Avery Sterling~~}The waterfall is majestic and stunning. Logan suggested we go in naked since weâre the only ones here. Iâll admit, trusting a radically vegan hippie to plan my honeymoon was a bold and disturbing choice. Third year in college she lugged me off to the rain forest where we camped for six weeks so we could connect with the gods who brought us here.It was my worst summer vacation. Six long weeks. But I got so much work done that I felt like I came back even smarter. I love Agatha, but my goodness, her ideas of fun are always nature-like. The lack of wifi is going to kill me, but thank god I got another honeymoon present from Loganâs parents as an apology for the way they acted at the start of my marriage to their son.And that one is for two months on a cruise. Weâll be leaving for that after a week of getting eaten alive by mosquitoes.The water is cold, and the view is even better. I talk alot of crap about Agatha but the woman is far more connected to this world t
{~~Logan Grey~~}My honeymoon is not at all what I expected. Itâs one of those situations where you step back and think, How did I not see this coming? But I guess thatâs what happens when you go with the flow and donât plan out every last detail, just trusting that things will fall into place. We decided not to bring Hope with us, even though part of me wanted her to be here. Sheâs spending the week with my parentsâher grandparentsâwhich feels like a huge milestone, not just for her, but for me too. Avery and I wanted this time to ourselves, to really celebrate our marriage without any distractions, to focus on us for a change.Weâre an odd pair to most people, and I know some didnât expect us to last, but weâve made it work in ways that surprise even me sometimes. Over the last year, weâve settled into this rhythm thatâs become second nature. Itâs a good rhythm, one thatâs brought us closer, and made us stronger. Itâs funnyâwhen you think about it, but it feels like so much longer.
\One Year Later/{~~Avery Sterling~~}So, you know how little girls always dream about their wedding day? Itâs supposed to be this big, magical event, where everything falls perfectly into place, and for some, itâs the pinnacle of their dreams, right? But not me. I never had those kinds of dreams. You know how my life was, how crappy my sister and parents treated me. There was never much room in my head for fantasies like that. Growing up, I couldnât even imagine what marriage would feel like because I was too busy surviving and getting through the mess of my family. But, okay, maybe deep down, I had some dreams. Everyone does, right? I just never thought theyâd come true.And marrying Logan Greyâthatâs a whole different thing altogether. I mean, when we started planning the wedding, I was so overwhelmed. There were just so many details, and so many decisions, and with everything Iâve been through, I just didnât have the energy to care about floral arrangements or seating charts. So, I
{~~Avery Sterling~~}The almost-car accident shakes me up more than I expected, but Logan is fine, and Iâm fine. It all happened so fast, and yet I can still feel the pulse of my heartbeat in my throat when I think about it. That truck had come out of nowhere. The driver didnât even slow down. Had I not tripped over that stone while I was looking for a signal on my phone and heâd come to check on me... logan would have died a painful death before my eyes.So of course I was a fucking mess. That driver is crazy. Did he not see the car? Why did the car even stop? What was wrong with the engine? I have like six million questions!He called Ryan to come get us. I was in his arms on the side of the road, watching as other cars drove around the wreckage. They donât stop but look on surprised at the mess. Whoever that driver was I hope to god his truck breaks down and heâs fired. Because what the hell?He should have at least stopped. Panic fills me but so does anger. The panic wins though.
{~~Avery Sterling~~}Logan and I had left Hope in the hospital. The tiny bundle of lifeâso fragile, yet resilientâwas resting safely in the nursery, surrounded by the quiet hum of machines and the gentle presence of nurses. Weâd return tomorrow, once we were sure theyâd had time to scan her brain and ensure she was truly safe for release. My heart ached to leave her, but it was necessary. Thank goodness she was a baby, still too young to understand fear in the way that we did. She wouldnât know the anxiety, the sleepless nights, the never-ending worry. All she knew was warmth and the safety of sleep, cocooned in blankets too big for her tiny form.The snow had started falling again, soft and silent, covering the world in a layer of purity that felt both soothing and unsettling. Logan drove carefully through the winding streets, the heater on low, warming our chilled fingers. We didnât speak much, but the silence wasnât uncomfortable. It was the kind of silence that sat between two peo
{~~Avery Sterling~~}Iâm back in this beautiful pack, surrounded by familiar faces, and yet it feels so foreign after everything weâve been through. the rain stopped while I was away and now we have a new season. The landscape is stunning, especially now, with the first snowfall of the season transforming the dense forest and the lake into a quiet, white wonderland. The snow blankets the ground in thick, untouched layers, making the whole world seem calm and serene, but coldâbitingly cold. It's as if the snow carries the weight of my worries. The weather has shifted dramatically over the past few days, moving from endless, gloomy rain to this sudden onset of winter. So, congratulations on freezing my butt off, even with all the layers I'm bundled in.Logan and I had spent last night at the lake house, a place of solace for us, trying to reconnect after everything thatâs been thrown at us. It was bittersweet, those quiet moments by the fire, the crackling logs filling the air with warm
{~~Logan Grey~~}Avery is coming home today. Avery is coming home today. Iâve been repeating that sentence in my head for the past 48 hours, counting down the seconds like a kid waiting for Christmas morning. The excitement, the anticipationâitâs all bubbling up inside me, and I can barely sit still. I glance at the clock on my phone for what feels like the hundredth time, knowing it hasn't moved much since the last time I looked but somehow hoping the hands of time have sped up. It's been far too long since Iâve seen her.The air in the terminal is thick with the usual airport chaosâpeople rushing by, announcements echoing through the speakers, kids whining in the backgroundâbut it all fades into the background noise. Iâm laser-focused, my heart pounding in sync with the roaring engines of planes outside. Sheâs been gone for weeks, and though it wasnât that long, it feels like an eternity. Weâve been working tirelessly on the cureâsleepless nights, constant research, trial and error.
{~~Avery Sterling~~}Agatha and I had been at it for hours, possibly days, though the passage of time had become something of a blur in the dim, candlelit room. The air was thick with the scent of dried herbs and burning incense, their heady aromas mixing in a way that both calmed and invigorated me. I had never spent so much time in the presence of a witch doctor beforeânot like this, not in such an intimate setting where every movement, every word, every breath was part of a delicate and complex dance of life and death.Iâd seen witchcraft before. In university, we had a professor who dabbled in the ancient arts, using it to enhance her knowledge of medicinal plants and natural remedies. Itâs why i wished Iâd been chosen to be a doctor, it would be so nice to be able to do so much than what a nurse can. But even she had never worked with the sheer precision and raw power that Agatha wielded. It was... mesmerizing. I couldnât help but be drawn in, watching her every move, the way her
{~~Logan Grey~~}Two days without Avery isn't an eternity, but it sure feels like a long time. Iâm surviving, or at least I think I am. Tonight, Iâm having dinner at my parents' place, and the whole family is here to celebrate the newborns. Felixâs child, Marley, and my daughter, Hope. It feels good to be around everyone, even if my mind keeps drifting to Avery. The house is buzzing with laughter and chatter. The babies are in their playpen, tapping at toys, oblivious to the joyful chaos around them. My parents are practically glowing as they fawn over their grandkids, doting on every little coo and babbling like theyâre treasures.I sit back in a rocking chair, watching the scene play out before me. My brothers are in the kitchen, joking around while they cook, and their wives are on the couch, chatting and laughing. And Ronanâs children are lying on the floor coloring something. Itâs one of those moments that feels picture-perfect, like a scene out of some old family movie. Even Rya