Chapter 95

Chapter 95: Possession

Avyaane pov

I collapsed to the floor, my back against the cold metal of the refrigerator. How had things gotten to this? How did the boy I once knew, the one who slipped me cookies and made me giggle, transform into this bitter, furious man?

As I sat there, surrounded by the remnants of our failed attempt at normalcy, I realized something. This wasn't only about the last three weeks.

This was about years of hatred, feeling second-best, and seeing his brother get all he believed he deserved. And I got caught in the center of it all.

The days that followed were a whirl of strenuous walks, uncomfortable lunches, and cutting remarks. Logan appeared determined to break me and straining my physical and emotional boundaries.

Every stumble on the trail, every tear I couldn't contain, was met with a sneer and a comparison to Chad. "Chad's mate wouldn't cry over a little scratch," he'd add as I treated a cut from a thorny bush.

"I bet Chad never has to slow down for