Logan’s P.O.VRed. Red. Red.No matter where I looked, that was the only thing I saw. I should have killed more. Five of my men weren’t enough. But a retrospection to the night I spent in the cage grounded me and I slammed my fist into my desk. The damn thing didn’t even budge. Fucking mahogany.Closing my eyes for a brief second, I peeled them open almost immediately as images haunted me. My lungs tightened as if a rope was wrapped around them, causing a vicious pounding behind my lids.Blood. Bruises. Hatred in her eyes. “Thank you.” I tasted ashes and bitterness on my tongue. I had absolutely no fucking idea what went down in the Beta’s tower, having trusted Damien with dominion to take care of the affairs involving the warriors and maids but he failed me. He had one fucking job, to make sure no harm comes to Aimee, yet… I punched my back into my seat.The past few hours were the hardest times I’d ever gone through. Interrogating the maids and forcing them to tell the truth without
Logan’s P.O.V I didn’t bother shooting off a reply to Mannes, knowing better than to ask questions over the phone. Sliding the cold device into my pocket, I snatched my jacket and swung out of my study, leaving behind a mess of paperwork that meant fuck all to me. Pack negotiations…alliances confirmation…peace treaties. Things that I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about at this moment in my life. I mind-linked my Beta to get the car ready and meet me at the entrance. “Here, you drive.” I threw him the keys as I reached the car. He looked stunned, but he caught them easily not daring to voice an opinion. He knew better than to cross me when I was in this state. And before Aimee, this was always my state. “And for the love of Hades, do not speak to me during the ride.” He blew out a breath and got in the driver’s seat. I slid in after him and he started the engine at me and tore away from the mansion. We drove in silence for the most part, heading toward the outskirts of my pack. The t
Logan's P.O.V I found myself torn between cradling Katie's lifeless body and pursuing him. And the bastard hadn’t even budged from the door as though he was taunting me and enjoyed watching my torment. Mannes and Damien were frozen in shock, their eyes and mouth wide open. Turning my attention back to Katie, I gently lifted her head, only to be met by vacant, dull eyes devoid of life. "Katie," I whispered, a lump forming in my throat. Guilt crashed over me; this was my fault too. If I hadn't... Damn it, how did you get caught up in this mess? How did this even happen? "Katie, I'm so sorry," I choked, pressing my finger to her neck in futile hope of detecting a heartbeat. Silence was my only response. Raising my gaze, I saw Bruce still standing by the door, now smirking with a wicked satisfaction. Flames of anger surged within me; I wanted to tear him apart, to rip out his throat. Yet, I couldn't leave Katie's side, not like I did with Aimee's body on that grass. My fists clenched, c
Logan’s P.O.VPerching lightly on the edge of the bed, my eyes roved over her agitated face. Ensuring not to disrupt her slumber, I leaned in, my fingers trailing delicate paths across her pale, soft skin. My touch ventured to her dry, parted lips as she took in gentle breaths. Her skin looked clammy and sickly, nothing like the delicious creamy softness I adored. Lashes so long it caressed her cheeks, hiding the dark bags that had grown under her eyes, a clear indication of her weariness despite being unconscious. My fingertips traced the dry trails of tears on her cheeks. A pang of guilt clutched my heart, and I closed my eyes, letting it consume me whole. Because I knew that I was the cause of her current state.I sighed to myself. A part of me was glad that she wasn’t awake because I didn’t want to see the look in her eyes when she takes me in or listen to what I wanted to confess, not to only her, but also to myself. “I know that I forced you into my world,” I began in a hushed
Aimee’s P.O.VHe slammed the door behind him, leaving me alone in the dimly lit room. I stared at the empty space where he had stood, puzzled by his behavior. Why was he cold to me? And why did it hurt me? I felt a dull throb in my neck as I touched the mark he left on me. Oh, right. The stupid marking.Hey Kira. I mind link, closing my eyes in concentration. Do you have any idea why Beta Damien is angry with me?She yawned in my head, sounding like she had just woken up from a deep slumber. “I dunno. Do you want me to mind link his wolf? The marking bond was completed while you were unconscious and I can… talk to him if you want.”Did I really want to go that far? I pondered, fingering the edge of the envelope he’d dropped on my leg. It felt like something intimate between two mates. I’ve taken too much from Ella already and she didn’t even hurt me for it. Bonding with his wolf felt too much like a betrayal to her. My stomach churned as the memory of her hurt expression after she saw
Aimee’s P.O.VMeeting your future professor at an exclusive party and spilling a drink on his jacket. Check.Said Professor flirting with you right after. Check.Running out on him because your jealous mate was stomping off. Check.Damage control anyone?“Breathe Aimee.” I felt his breath hot against my ear and the breath stuck even deeper in my lungs.How does anyone breathe in situations like this?“In…out…in…out.” Professor Blackwood sounded amused as he rubbed his hand over the top of my back and why wouldn’t he? Here he was teaching a full-grown woman how to breathe. Thankfully, my brain followed his lead and before long, my lungs remembered how to draw in breaths and I almost fainted with relief as oxygen flooded me.From the corners of my eye, I noticed a woman, slightly older than me, moving towards where we stood.I discreetly inched away from the professor, my cheeks heating as I realized how our posture might have seemed to an onlooker. First days aren't always the best.Si
Ella’s P.O.VWe both fell dead silent as the door clicked open. Standing jaw slacked at the doorway was Aimee with tears staining her cheeks. The golden light from the room cast shadows over her face, making her look like a haunted ghost.My heart was beating so fast it hurt to take in the next breath. Had she heard everything Damien and I were arguing about? My stomach flipped and the meal I had earlier threatened to erupt from my lips. If she knew I was responsible for her rape…then all my plans would come crashing down.“Hey…” I whispered past the lump in my throat.She slowly drifted into the room, dropping her bag by the door. “What was that all about?”I looked up just in time to catch Damien’s flinch as though he’d been slapped in the face. His eyes held so much hurt when he glanced at Aimee but when dropped those eyes I’d grown to love on me, they were filled with something that made me taste ashes in my mouth. Hatred, disgust.“Aimee…” he said softly, in a tone laden with ten
Ella’s P.O.VThe sharp scent of cheap cologne mingled with a faint scent of garbage stung my nose as I moved past the vampires who thankfully didn’t either notice me or spare me a glance. I’d seen that figure, their footfall had matched mine and Aimee’s.As I moved further away, I felt exposed, my senses on high alert, like a frantic animal about to strike. I knew they’d found me and were here for me but hell if I’d let them take me without a fight. Everyone in the Ridge pack thought I was just pathetic half-bred Ella but beneath my supposed weakness, I was dangerous, not just by virtue of my abilities, but by the need to survive no matter what that burned within me. I drew my jacket tighter around me as I cautiously moved, looking over my shoulders through the quieter areas. A cold breeze whispered danger through the dark, rustling the stray papers and cigarette butts at my feet.My heightened senses instantly fired up once I saw the cloaked figure, picking up every sound: the distan