Semua Bab A DEAL WITH THE ALPHA DEVIL: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Fiona's povI didn’t hesitate.My hand slipped from Logan’s grasp as I rose to my feet and stepped toward the crack in the earth.“Fiona, wait!” Logan called, grabbing my arm. “You don’t know how deep it goes.....”“She’s down there!” I cried, my voice shaking. “I can’t leave her!”The creature shifted behind Rowan, its burned, glowing eyes locked on me. It didn’t speak, but I felt it… like it knew what I was about to do. Like it wanted me to go down there.“You’ll die if you follow her,” Rowan said softly, almost like he cared. “But maybe that’s the point.”I ignored him.“I have to do this,” I whispered to Logan.His jaw was tight, his eyes filled with fear. But he nodded once, and I saw the pain in it. “Then I’m coming with you.”“No,” I said. “You need to stop Rowan. He’ll take the circle. He’ll finish what he started.”“I’m not letting you go alone.”“You have to.”His hand cupped my face. “If you don’t come back....”“I will.” My voice broke. “I promise.”We kissed.It was quick

Fiona's pov "She’s asleep."Logan’s voice was soft as he stepped quietly out of the bedroom and closed the door behind him. The house was dim and still, the late evening light casting long, golden shadows across the wooden floorboards.Rain still pattered gently on the roof, the storm having passed but leaving the air thick with humidity and something unspoken.I nodded, standing by the window, arms folded tightly over my chest. I could still hear Lila’s soft breathing from the other side of the door. She was safe. She was healing.But my heart wouldn’t settle.“You okay?” Logan asked.I turned to him. His hair was still damp from the rain earlier, and the cut on his forehead was healing, but slowly. He looked tired, worn down in a way that sleep wouldn’t fix. Like someone who had been fighting for too long with no promise of peace.“I don’t know,” I said honestly. “I don’t think I even know what okay is anymore.”He didn’t answer right away. Just walked over slowly and leaned against

Fiona's pov I step into the training yard under a pale afternoon sky, but I’m not here to watch the guards. In fact, I hardly notice their staccato rhythm of spear drills. My thoughts are tangled, looped around something I can’t quite name. Shadows gather beneath my skin, and half-formed words tumble on my lips like stones.I almost murmur them aloud why did no one let me choose my life? Now I'm stuck here pretending to be happy but I bite the thought back. Who am I to speak it? I’m the bride who came here under Magnus’s orders. I should smile. I should praise Logan, love him in pictures, even if this never felt like my story to begin with.I felt a chill , an unfamiliar ripple across my spine. I’m on the brink of tears again, the way everything feels so brittle. Then I catch a footstep behind me, slow and measured, and I freeze.“Fiona.”I know that voice. It’s soft, careful, the voice belongs to someone walking on eggshells, as though he fears disturbing the world just by being him

Fiona's pov Logan’s steps echoed through the quiet hall, each one heavier than the last. The door to his chamber creaked as he shoved it open and stepped inside. The cold hit him first, then the silence.Fiona sat by the window, her face barely lit by the pale light of the moon. She didn’t turn when he entered. She didn’t speak.She just sat there, calm, distant. Like she hadn’t just been standing with him, with Rowan.Logan’s jaw tightened.He couldn’t breathe properly. Rage rose in his throat like a storm trapped in a bottle.He walked across the room, turned back, paced again. His boots struck the wooden floor sharply with each step.She didn’t even flinch.“Say something,” he muttered.Still, she said nothing.He felt the anger coiling tighter in his chest, fire pressing against his ribs. Finally, without thinking, Logan slammed his leg against the stone wall. A loud, sickening thud cracked through the silence, and he hissed through his teeth at the pain shooting up his shin.Tha

Logan's pov “You should’ve stayed back,” I growled, snow crunching beneath my boots as I led the way through the frozen trail. “This isn’t your fight.”“Too bad,” Lila snapped behind me. “She’s my friend, and you left her in the dark.”“I didn’t leave her,” I shot over my shoulder. “I went ahead to handle the threat.”“She’s the threat, Logan.” Fiona's voice was tight with restrained anger. “Mia didn’t just attack the border, she sent a message. She knew exactly where to strike.”“I know that,” I snapped, shoving a branch out of the way. “Don’t act like I don’t know who I’m dealing with.”“No, I don’t think you do,” Lila muttered.I stopped, turning. “What’s that supposed to mean?”Lila’s eyes were hard, frost clinging to her lashes. “You looked at her like she was broken glass you wanted to piece together. But she was always a blade"“I told her no.”“You let her get close,” Rowan cut in. “She thought she had a chance. You think that doesn’t have consequences?”“I told her no,” I re