Kylie’s POV.The music and laughter of the banquet had barely faded into a soft murmur when Graham’s demeanor shifted from confusion to suspicion. His eyes, sharp and unyielding, remained locked on me even as the crowd around us moved in oblivious mirth. Standing beside me with a hand lightly resting on the small of my back, Logan seemed momentarily unaware of the tension brewing.“Graham, I assure you, this is Anne,” Logan reiterated with a calm that belied the undercurrent of strain in his voice. His introduction at the banquet had been clear, but it hadn’t dispelled Graham’s doubts.Graham’s laugh was short and devoid of humor. “Come on, Logan. You expect me to believe that? She’s Kylie. I know my wife,” he protested, his voice rising slightly, drawing curious glances from nearby guests.“I understand this is hard for you, Graham, but I’m not who you think I am,” I said, my voice steady, projecting a confidence I hoped would quell his insistence. Inside, my heart raced—each beat
Kylie’s POVAs the tension from the evening’s events still lingered, I watched Graham retreat to the restroom, clearly flustered and embarrassed by the spilled wine. My instincts told me to help him, despite the turmoil he had caused earlier. Logan, sensing my intent, stepped forward to follow.“Should we help him?” I asked quietly, glancing at Logan.Logan nodded. “I have an extra shirt in the car. Let’s head to the valet and get it.”We made our way through the bustling party, weaving between guests who were blissfully unaware of the drama unfolding. As we reached the entrance, Logan flagged down a valet. “Could you please bring my car around? There’s something I need from it.”The valet nodded and hurried off. As we waited, I turned to Logan. “Thank you for this. I know it’s not your responsibility, but it means a lot.”Logan gave me a reassuring smile. “It’s nothing. Graham might have been out of line, but everyone deserves a chance to save face.”We stood in silence for a m
The atmosphere in the Wolf Clan’s meeting hall was charged with tension. Elders and leaders sat around the large, circular table, their faces grave and expressions tight. I took my place beside Logan, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on me. This wasn’t just another meeting but a matter of life and death.Logan began the meeting, his voice steady and authoritative. “We’ve received disturbing news about the Umbra Academy. They have taken control of Elder Horace’s Pack and kidnapped his daughter, Leila.”Gasps and murmurs of shock rippled through the room. Elder Horace, a respected figure in our community, looked devastated. The worry etched into his features shattered his usually composed demeanor. His hands trembled slightly as he clasped them on the table.“What do we know about the kidnapping?” one of the Elders asked, his voice laced with concern.Logan glanced at me briefly before addressing the group. “The Umbra Academy has been targeting smaller packs for mont
Kylie’s POV.I was falling. The sensation of plummeting through the air was both exhilarating and terrifying. The wind roared around me, and the icy water of the river below seemed to rise to meet me. Logan’s face was the last thing I saw before the world turned into a blur of motion and noise. I reached out, my fingers brushing his as he dove after me, determined to save us both.The fall seemed endless, and for a fleeting moment, I was weightless, suspended between the sky and the river. Then, with a jarring splash, the water swallowed me. Cold, dark, and overwhelming, the river’s current pulled at me, dragging me beneath the surface. I struggled to keep my head above the water, gasping for air as the force of the current battered me against the rocks.Through the haze of pain and disorientation, I felt Logan’s arms around me. He had found me in the chaos of the river, his grip firm as he pulled me to the surface. His voice was a distant echo as he called my name, his words filled
Kylie’s POV.I was almost ready to tell Logan everything, to finally reveal my past. The mark on his neck had stopped me in my tracks—the shock of seeing it had stolen my words, leaving me speechless. As I gathered the courage to speak again, Logan suddenly looked up.“The grilled fish! It must be ready by now,” he said, cutting through my shock with his abrupt exclamation. He stood up and hurried out of the room, leaving me alone with my swirling thoughts.I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. The heaviness that had settled over me when Graham left was lifting, replaced by an inexplicable sense of contentment. “How is this possible? I never thought I could trust anyone again.” Logan’s presence was slowly changing everything I thought I knew about trust and betrayal. Graham had shattered my ability to trust, but Logan was piecing it back together, bit by bit. Each kind gesture, each moment of care, was mending the broken parts of me. “Can I really let him in? Can I trus
Logan’s POV.I pressed my lips against Anne’s, feeling the warmth of her body against mine. Our intimacy was growing deeper, our kisses more passionate, and our embraces tighter. Her touch sent electric shivers down my spine, and for a moment, the rest of the world ceased to exist.Suddenly, the door swung open, and one of my betas stumbled in, his eyes wide with shock. He quickly realized his mistake and bolted out, leaving the door slightly ajar. The interruption startled both of us, and Anne’s eyes widened in surprise.“Damn it!” I growled, untangling myself from her. “Of all the times…”Anne rolled further into the bed, pulling the blanket over her head. “Just deal with it, Logan,” she mumbled, her voice muffled by the covers. “I’m going back to sleep.”Frustration boiled inside me as I stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind me. I found the beta waiting nervously outside. His eyes darted to the floor as I approached, my anger palpable.“What the hell were you think
Kylie’s POV.As I watched Graham step aside, my phone buzzed in my hand. I glanced at the screen, seeing Logan’s name flash across it. My heart skipped a beat, excitement was quickly replaced by a sense of dread when I heard his moody tone.“Anne, get back to the pack. ASAP.” Logan’s voice was terse, clipped.“Logan, what’s going on?” I asked, concern lacing my words.“Just get here,” he said, and before I could ask anything else, he hung up.The abruptness of the call left me reeling. Logan never acted like this. “What’s happened? Why is he so moody?” I wondered, feeling my heart pound in my chest. I needed to get back to the pack fast.I turned to Graham, who was still standing nearby, clearly reluctant to leave. “Graham, I have to go. Something urgent came up,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.“I can drop you off,” Graham offered, his eyes filled with concern.“No, it’s fine. I can take a cab,” I insisted, forcing a smile. “I don’t want to trouble you.”“It’s no trou
Kylie’s POV.The room was faintly illuminated, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting a warm light over the bed. I lay there, my body aching from the torture I had endured, but Logan’s gentle touch brought me comfort. He carefully applied ointment to my wounds, his fingers moving with a tenderness that belied his fierce nature.“How are you feeling?” Logan asked, his voice soft yet filled with concern.“I’ve been better,” I replied, trying to muster a smile. “But knowing you’re here makes it easier.”Logan’s eyes softened, and he leaned in closer. “The people of the Umbra Academy are under our control now. You don’t have to worry about them anymore.”I let out a sigh of relief, though a part of me still felt uneasy. “They’re ruthless, Logan. They won’t stop until they get what they want.”His grip on my hand tightened, his eyes filled with determination. “I won’t let them touch you again. I’ll always be here to protect you, Anne. You have nothing to fear.”His words were like