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I said softly, “what now?” Logan paused. I could tell that he knew what I was thinking about, and if it perturbed him in any way, he certainly didn’t show it. He hadn’t even shed a tear when Leonard’s body had been found. He had just moved on with his day as though he had expected it. “Still lots of work to do,” Logan finally said after a few moments. “Gotta find Marina and Harry, and then I’ve been thinking about this other mobster who has been running a human trafficking ring. We should take him down next.”

It's okay that after the party, I'll leave and rest in my condo instead of dealing with other problems. But, of course, fate had other plans. So sometimes I get really annoyed with fate. It's like fate doesn't want to silence my world. “Aliyah Whitmore,” a voice said from behind me, smooth and authoritative. Shit. I turned and found myself face-to-face with Logan Pierce. Up close, he was even more striking. His eyes were dark and intense, and they seemed to see right through me. Why is this man here right now in front of me? “I’ve heard about you,” he continued, and there was something in his tone—like he was testing me.

Logan, on the other hand, was pacing, a smirk plastered on his face. “You think you can just destroy me like this?” Logan spat. “I’m not the villain in this story. You are.” “I’m the villain?” Liam’s voice was dangerously calm. “You’re the one who killed Elena’s parents. You’re the one who orchestrated everything, just so you could take the throne.” I felt as though the floor had just dropped out from under me. The words hit me like a wave crashing against the shore, and I was swept away, drowning in the revelation. Logan had killed my parents? He had framed Liam?

"I have no idea. You have been staying in Agrianthropos for three months, and it was just last night that I heard the news that Paige had been missing for three days. Tito Patrick said that you need to bring Paige home. He thought you brought Paige here with you." "Fuck!" I needed clarification. I looked outside the window. I shook my head, thinking about where Paige was. 'Where the hell are you, Paige? That is why you didn't disturb me with your messages for almost a week.' "Stay here in Agrianthropos, Logan. I'll go to Salvacion." I was about to walk to the bathroom when I remembered something I needed to ask Logan. "By the way, do you have Luxe's number?" "Yeah, why? You like Luxe now?" h

So since then, I had been cultivating really hard, hoping that I could get the power of the Silver Wolf, convince Alpha Lucien that I was the destined one to help him, kill him after he blindly married me, then marry Jasper as my husband and rule over the pack as the Alpha and Luna. But none of this would happen if I didn’t eliminate Pearl. “What can you do for me?” I asked, curious and willing at the same time. The smile on his face vanished and his eyes turned darker like clear evil intent. “The King of Rogues… King Logan… wants to have her as his. Bring her here to me, and she will be out of your way forever.”

When Tiago leaves, I spend the rest of the night going through the scary journal. * * * >>>Logan’s POV>>> “Pierce?” Mr. Fell speaks up, his voice drowning out the loud silence that stretches among us. Mr. Hanks goes back to drinking his shots. I notice how relieved he is knowing I’m not what they’re suspecting me to be. If only they know better. I smirk cheekily at Mr. Fell, commenting. “I believe Pierce is a common name these days.” The men laugh as Mr. Ford claps me on my shoulder.

The cloaked guy said bowing respectfully. Logan turned to face the cloaked guy and nodded. " You've always done a great job Pil, keep doing more and you'll get a reward from me "Logan said and Pil bowed. " I appreciate your kind words Alpha, I'll take my leave now "Pil said and turned around walking away. Logan walked down the roof top and headed to his room, he walked into his room and he picked a pin. He walked to a board on the wall at one side of the room and he pinned her picture there.

Logan growled under his breath but forced himself to follow. At the entrance, the security guards looked up. Their eyes flicked from Kia—familiar, recognized—to Logan, unfamiliar. “Morning, Mr. Kia,” one greeted with respect. “Morning,” Kia replied with a practiced smile. “This is my partner, Logan Hale. We’re here for a meeting.” The guards exchanged a brief glance, then nodded. “Go ahead.” They entered. The inside buzzed with energy—phones ringing, heels clicking, voices overlapping. Logan’s eyes scanned every face, his instincts flaring. Somewhere in this building, she could be walking these same halls. His wolf side pushed against his restraint, urging him to seek, to claim.

I liked having the element of surprise on my side. "You guys don't even need to come in with me. In and out in five." "No way, bro, you're not killing him." "Why the fuck not, Logan?" "Use your head, Connor. The wrong person go digging and uncover the shit they're up to with your woman's name all over this shit, and it leads back to you they'll have your ass pegged in ten seconds flat." "No problem, I already reversed the trail; it leads right back to her." Quinn grinned like the fucking grim reaper. He's another murdering fuck, which is just what I needed on my side right now.

But by the third time he flinched when I reached for him, I stopped pretending. He was keeping something from me. “Hey,” I said one afternoon, as we finished sparring and stood beneath the pine canopy, sweat glistening on our skin and breath clouding the air. “Talk to me.” Silas hesitated, jaw clenched. “About what?” “Don’t insult me,” I snapped. “You’ve been quiet since the bond sealed. And not the normal, brooding-rogue-wolf kind of quiet. The something’s wrong and I’m pretending it’s not kind of quiet.”