Emotions

Logan POV

It was hard for me to describe what I was feeling.

Anger. I really fucking wanted to kill someone. I wanted to punch and scream until I ran out of air.

Pain. My mate was going to dinner with another man. My body hurt. My soul hurt. My heart was in fucking pieces.

Sadness. My wife was going out with another man. I really fucking wanted to cry.

Frustration. I was helpless. There wasn’t anything I could have done.

Fear. What if she liked him more? What if she decided that she wanted him more than me?

Leon had a whole range of his own emotions, and that wasn’t helpful. I constantly had to keep him from taking over.

“I can feel your emotions, Logan.” Emma said as she pulled her jeans up. “You don’t have to be afraid.”

I gulped and clenched my fists.

Of course I had to be afraid. What if she saw him in another light after tonight? What if he managed to take her away from me? What if all of our efforts wouldn’t be enough to stop him from taking her? What if she wanted to leave wi