*I yelped in pain as I was dropped roughly onto the ground in the cell with my hands still tied. I immediately struggled back on my feet and reaching for my feet to try and retrieve the knife in my boot and cut myself free.It wasn't exactly easy to reach my feet with the binding in my hands but I kept trying until I finally reach it and pulled it out and then cut myself loose as well.I moved towards the barred doors then hesitated, waited even, just listening for any sound of the guards nearby and it must be my luck as no sound of shuffling feet was heard after the last one went striding out the entrance.While waiting, i take another look at my prison and then groan in annoyance when I noticed, the space was really small and worn out and even worst, it was made with stones with no single window.I don't know how but I intend to break myself out of here as I quickly positioned myself firmly against the ground, getting ready to harness my p

*I woke up the next morning and was immediately aware of the warm body pressed against me,causing my face to break into a small smile as i turned on my side to face Logan, my finger going to caress a fading bruise against his cheek.Logan seem to be deep in his slumber still and oblivious to my gaze scanning his rather handsome face. I can't believe how far life has brought us. Who could have thought that annoying handsome jerk back at the hallway that fateful day was going to turn out to be such a great and supportive man like he is now.A whole lot happened last night but the best part was getting my mother back, thanks to Alana and Judah who got her back safely in the night before Luke could get to her again. It seems they wanted to take her someplace else so we would never get to her again.I have so much to be thankful for. The fact that, I'm the new ruler of the pack and lying next to the love of my life and also_, I paused briefly in my thou

*Logan's life practically hang in the balance as he lay between the sheet, shivering with beads of sweat all over his naked flesh even though he is pretty much covered up. His fever keep getting worst by the day. It's been a week since he got shot with a silver arrow on the chest and he has been lying there without any visible changes. It scares the shit out of me how pale he was becoming each passing day.I don't know what else to do to help him even though I have done the best I could by healing most of his injury from the inside, the arrow already did a lot of damage. It's even a miracle that he is still breathing at this point.I caress his rough beards under my palm with a deep sigh, wishing he could wake up already but had to hold back a tear knowing i was hoping for too much. I just wish there is something more I can do to help him recover faster than the rate he was going at the moment.Werewolves have an incredible ability at regenerating new ce

*After over ten minutes of just seating there in the ruin my room has now become with low heart beat pounding softly in my chest."Are you okay?" I heard my mother's voice jolting me a little. I nodded stiffly before turning to face her. She is the only one left in the room with me and Logan at this point."I'm fine Mom, you should go rest" I told her with a smile and she nod and proceed to rubbing away the pain at the back of her neck. Thank God there was no swelling when I looked at it earlier. Just a little bruises at the point she was hit and am sure, it will heal just fine.There was a moment of silence before I heard her voice again, "I saw what you did to Carlos. Do you want to talk about it?"A little sigh escaped my mouth as I look down at my clasped hands seating against my laps. "I don't know if I did the right thing by leaving him in that state but at that moment, all I could think about was dominating and disarming him completel

*I cock a brow at him and he sighed, his expression giving away nothing."Go on and spill it out" I pressured. "I know you want to say something so go ahead and say it already"."Look, I don't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation with him but you have to stop feeling guilty over what happened to Carlos. I don't know the extent of your powers and how much control you have over it but what happened isn't your fault. You gave him a choice but he took the hard way so you can't be blame for saving the people you love and care about""You really think so?"He answered with a nod then continued, "I know I shouldn't be saying this but I grew up with Carlos as my best friend and even though we always hang out in high school just like you remembered, we never agreed on a lot of things and that include him being impulsive and hell bent on having his way and just like he said, he really did regret making me your Sol even though you picked me yourself.