LOGAN POV   "The other Alphas have left. I escorted them," Gavin says as he steps into my dad's office.    I nod but don't turn around. I don't want my friend to see the remaining tears on my cheeks. If I am lucky, he will still need to get dressed, and he will leave me alone for a bit longer.  "Logan, are you alright," Gavin asks as I hear one of the chairs sag from his weight.  I sigh and turn around. I wipe my face before shaking my head.   "No," I mumble, and Gavin nods.  "I wouldn't be either," he whispered back as I sit down in dad's chair.     "It feels wrong even being in here," I admit, and he looks around at my father's office.   "We could always use yours for a while. You don't have to take over this space right now," Gavin says as his

LOGAN POV Rated R      I tense as I hear the shower turn off. Both Chloe and I have been mostly silent since the executions, and I still have nothing to say. I have no idea how to help either Atticus or Karina, and I know she wants us to help.  All I know is change is coming, and I want to prepare. I want my mate and my pack safe. I want nothing to do with another couple's drama.The bathroom door opens, and Chloe steps out smelling and looking amazing, making me smile.  Today was draining. I celebrated my father's life, gained his title, witnessed the carnage of eighteen people, and had orders placed on my body, but none of that matters. Not when my mate is wrapped in a towel in my bedroom.    I stand up and close the space between us. I don't want to think about what happened today, yesterday, or the day before. I w

GAVIN POV    Anxiety twists and twirls through my brain as I approach the stage room. Hope and fear battle in my stomach, giving me the urge to puke.  "Looking a little green," Logan whispers, and I nod before peeking through the closed doors.  From the tiny slit in the wood, I can make out a line of girls standing on the stage. Their smiles and faint conversations look genuine. Not one seems nervous. I place my hand on the door and close my eyes. I send up a silent prayer as my friend watches me intently.  "It will be okay. You will find her, and everything you have dreamed about will come true," Logan mumbles, and I look at him.   He has nothing but pure confidence in his blue-brown eyes, and my stomach knots even more.   "What if I don't? What if I am one of the poor bastards that never meets the one. I

GAVIN POV   Have you ever stared in a mirror and questioned every single one of your features? Have you ever noticed every pore and imperfect line that makes up your face? Well, I can now say I have.  I used to think I was a relatively confident person. I would even go as far as to say I considered myself to be good-looking. That is until this morning when I spent an hour evaluating everything that makes me who I am on the outside.  I am on the tall side since the average male is 5'11"-6'3", and I'm 6'3. So I have that going for me. I'm not as tall as Logan is nowadays, but he never seems to stop growing. And since he shifted, he has grown even taller. But I am a good height. I have a muscular physique, but that is common amongst beta and Alpha bloodlines, even before obtaining a wolf, our heritage shows. I do have extra muscle from all the training I do with Logan. So I'm on the beefier side, which most females tend to li

GAVIN POV     I smile as I look around at the calm surroundings. This is a nice place to meet our wolves for the first time. It has healthy-looking grass, and the earth isn't covered with concrete. It's probably the least modern area in all of Outcast.   "Pretty. Right," Shannon asks, and my eyes slide off of the tranquil scenery.    I give her a crooked smile before shrugging.   "It's nice," I answer before closing the small distance between us.  I haven't been able to go five minutes without touching her all day. I can't believe I found her on the first day.   "Nice? Well, I happen to love it here. It's the only spot in the city where we can connect to nature," Shannon says as I wrap my arm around her waist.   I kiss her forehead softly before looking down at he