Forbidden Love... Or Maybe Not?
Images of Saraya’s terrified eyes flashed through his mind again and again, fueling him, breaking him.
After what felt like hours, Logan finally slowed, his breath coming out in heavy clouds. His pace dropped to a walk as he approached the cliff—the same cliff he always came to when he needed silence.
He stopped at the edge.
Below him stretched nothing but endless darkness, a sharp drop swallowed by mist. Logan stood still, chest rising and falling, black fur bristling in the cold wind. The dark clouds overhead made his fur look even darker, almost blending him into the shadows. Winter had wrapped the world in snow, and though it should have been sunset, the sky looked like midnight under th
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