CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED-SEVEN

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED-SEVEN

Logan’s POV:

I released him, his lifeless body crumpling to the ground.

My chest heaved and I felt blood trickling down my fur from my wounds, but I didn’t care. My eyes moved to Evvie, who was still slumped on the ground, breathing heavily against the far wall.

I shifted back to my human form, stumbling toward her. The room spun, but I pushed through it, until I felt my body collapse beside her.

“It’s over,” I gasped, reaching out to touch her face, her skin cold and clammy beneath my fingers.

“He’s gone.”

Evvie looked at me with tear-filled eyes, her hand trembling as she reached for mine.

“Logan…”

I pulled her into my arms, ignoring the pain that shot through me. She was safe. That was all that mattered.

But as I held her, I could feel the darkness creeping in, my vision narrowing. I had pushed myself too far. The room started to blur, the edges growing darker and darker.

“Logan!” Evvie’s screamed in panic and horror. I wanted to keep