บททั้งหมดของ A DEAL WITH THE ALPHA DEVIL: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Fiona's pov “Are you awake?” Logan’s voice was barely above a whisper, but it sliced through the heavy silence in the room.I opened my eyes, still hazy from the exhaustion that had clung to me all day. The dim light from the moon filtered through the curtains, casting long shadows across the floor.He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his posture rigid, like every muscle was holding back something. Maybe regret, or maybe pain, hope.“I am now,” I said, voice cracked but steady.Logan shifted closer, careful not to crowd me. “You were brave today. I didn’t think... you could do it.”I scoffed softly. “That’s because you didn’t know me.”He gave me a small, genuine smile, the first I’d seen without that hard edge.“I’m learning.”I stared at his hands, resting on his knees, strong but relaxed for once. All the walls I’d built around him felt like they were starting to crumble.“We both are,” I whispered.The past few days had been a whirlwind, rescuing Lila, escaping Magnus’s grip,

Fiona's pov “Do you think Rowan will come back tonight?” I asked, my voice was barely rising above the crackle of the campfire.Logan’s eyes darkened as he stared into the flickering flames. “He’s smart. He won’t rush in without a plan, not just like that.”I wrapped my arms around my knees, trying to steady the tremble that had been growing inside me since we were attacked. The threat of Rowan and his rogues hung over us like a storm cloud, thick, heavy, and impossible to ignore.“He’s waiting for the perfect moment to strike,” I said quietly. “And when he does, it won’t be just the pack we’ll lose.”Logan shifted closer, the heat from his body a welcome shield against the cold night air. “We won’t let him take what’s ours, never again.”His words were a balm, but my heart still thudded painfully in my chest. The mate bond between us pulsed, a steady vibration under me, tying me to him whether I wanted it or not, and tonight, it felt like a rope pulling me into a fire I wasn’t sure

Fiona's pov The firelight flickered against the rough walls of the camp, sending long shadows that twisted and triggered, like the restless thoughts in my mind. Every snap and crackle of the burning wood felt like a whisper of warning but I kept my eyes fixed on the figure standing before me.Rowan.He was there, in the heart of the rogue camp, holding my sister Lila close, spinning her slowly around. The chains on Lila’s wrists clinked softly, but her eyes, those soft, frightened eyes never left me. I felt a cold lump settle in my chest. It wasn’t just fear for her, it was more than a fear, smething I hadn’t let myself admit until this moment.Rowan looked different from the boy I once knew. The rogue leader had hardened into a cruel shadow, sharp and dangerous. But when he looked at Lila, and especially when his gaze flickered to me, I saw something that unsettled me more than any threat, something that almost looked like a regret or obsession.He stopped spinning Lila and caught h

Fiona's povThe howl shattered the quiet, a sharp echo bouncing through the trees like a warning. Logan’s body stiffened instantly, his senses stretching to catch every sound, every movement in the dark.“We’re not alone,” he said, voice low and tense, eyes scanning the woods.I swallowed hard, the chill creeping down my spine. The woods that had seemed so peaceful just moments ago now felt like a trap , shadows twisting into threats.Logan’s fingers tightened around mine. “Stay close,” he whispered.I nodded, heart pounding in my chest. The connection between us thrummed, a pulse stronger than fear or doubt. It was a promise: we would face whatever came, together.The footsteps came next. Soft, but many, like ghosts slipping through the underbrush.“Enemies?” I asked, my voice barely a breath.“Hunters,” Logan said grimly. “They’ve been tracking me since I returned to Blackridge.”Hunters. The word sent a cold wave through me. People who wanted to kill the cursed. To end what they

Fiona's pov“Stay behind me,” Logan said softly, his hand reaching out to push Lila and me back.The creature stood at the edge of the trees. Its eyes glowed white, too bright for anything natural. It didn’t blink and it didn’t move but just watched.My heart beat faster. My hands were cold, even though I was sweating. “What is that?” I whispered.Logan shook his head slowly. “Not a wolf. Not human. Something cursed.”Lila clung to my arm, her voice shaking. “It followed Rowan. I heard him call to it. He said it came from the old blood.”I looked at Logan. “Is it after me?”He didn’t answer. He didn’t have to.The thing took one more step forward. Then another. The ground where it walked turned black, like the grass had been burned away.“Run,” Logan said suddenly.I didn’t argue. We turned and fled, deeper into the woods, the creature’s presence cold on our heels.The forest closed in around us. Twigs snapped underfoot. Branches scratched my arms. My lungs burned.Still, we ran.We d