Lana’s POVFreya was sat on the end of the bed humming. I could tell it was her by her scent but for the life of me, I had no idea what song she was trying to hum, but it was the most annoying thing ever.“Hey, how are you feeling?” She smiles as I rub my eyes.I had woken up yesterday. Mortified to find myself in the pack hospital. It was only made worse when I found out I had been in for an entire week. Freya pretty much never left unless it was to go use the bathroom, shower or change. Sam would pop in now and again to check on us but Logan was nowhere to be seen. Anytime I asked, they would find a clever way to change the subject.“I guess you are not going to tell me where Logan is today, either?!”“Maybe you need to stop worrying. The doctor said you should be able to leave today. Everything is back to normal. Everything is looking good.”"Tell that to my body." Everything still ached. “So I will see Logan?”“Uh, probably not today.”“Why, where is he?” I knew he had to be on p

Logan’s POVI hated the fact that I was the one making her ill. Just one step inside of her room and she couldn’t even handle that. Her face screwed up from the pain and she even lied. Trying to tell us that she was okay.“Is that what Hallen said?” Freya questions me, her hand remaining tightly gripped on Lana as I retreated.“Not in as many words, but yes. He isn’t going to stop until he has Lana.”“I will never agree to it. I will never go with him.”“I don’t think he will give you a choice, Lana. I know Hallen, I have lived with him for years. He doesn’t just let things go.” Freya tells her. “I think you need to tell Logan the other thing.”I almost stepped back into the room, hoping that I would catch a whiff of her spicy scent. There was still nothing. Sam’s hand presses against my chest stopping me from entering. We were mates that couldn't even be together.“Tell me what, what’s happened?” I demand, trying to keep my concern out of my voice.“Nothing, yet.” I mutter, glaring a

Lana’s POV“Well it clearly worked. You are holding her hand!” Freya sounded happy, but she was right. Someone’s hand was holding mine.“She still hasn’t woken though, has she?! How can you be sure it's worked?”“You are very impatient, Alpha Logan. Look at it this way. Her heart is not in vibration mode, it is steady. she isn't coiling up in pain. She will wake up when she is ready.”Wait, Logan was holding my hand. When he had moved towards me, he had made me feel sick. Pain had buzzed through my head until I passed out. How was he now holding my hand? Freya must have found a way to help.“Logan?” I mumble. Maybe I was dreaming, maybe they weren’t here at all.“Hey. How are you feeling?”“Confused!” I peek at him with one eye. It was definitely him, he was sitting on a chair next to my bed. His hand gripped around mine, a small smile played on his lips. He looked relieved.It takes me a moment and I realise that I could smell his minty hot chocolate scent.“See, told you it would wo

Lana’s POVMy brother was dead. I was the one being accused. Logan didn’t even come and see if I was okay. Kicking the bedpost was a mistake. I practically snapped my little toe just as Logan lets me know that he needs to run some errands or something.He still wasn’t even bothering to come and check on me.When he hears me grumble, he starts questioning me. Asking me if I wanted him to come. He shouldn’t have to ask, he should have just known. Maybe he believed Freya, maybe he thought I was the one who had killed Sam and now he was keeping his distance.Through the window, I could see him. He was making his way towards the gates. For a moment, I wanted to go out there, but everyone hated me now. Everyone was blaming me for Sam’s death.A few minutes later, I see Logan walking back towards the packhouse. He wasn’t alone. A big man stood next to him. His dark hair cut into a mohawk. He was littered in piercings too. Giant ones in his ears that stretched them out. As they moved closer

Lana’s POVIt happened again! I was in bed again!I sit up looking around to see Freya reading a book.I was getting sick and tired of this happening to me. All I wanted to do was live my life, yet I always ended up unconcious and in Logan's bed.“What the hell happened to you”? Freya slams the book shut and stare at me.“I don’t know. I think it was another vision.”“You can’t remember?”“Bits and pieces.” I mutter.It was here in this pack again. But flashing between images. One where the pack is just empty, the other it showed blood shed, death and destruction. The same images as before, only they kept flickering between the two. There was something different though. Blake He was the only one I could see. Walking towards me as the images quickly flickered. It was like he was in both of them. That just like me, he was the only other one alive.“Let me see.” She reaches out to grab my hand, looking annoyed as I pull my arm back. I didn’t need her seeing them. It was bad enough what I