"Enough," I said, cutting through the tension. "I appreciate both of you being here, but I need some rest."Logan nodded curtly. "We'll discuss this later."Caleb gave me a reassuring smile before standing up. "Get some rest. I'll check on you later."As they both left, I closed my eyes, trying to make sense of the chaotic day. The sounds of the pack training outside drifted into my room, a reminder of the world continuing on despite my current state.I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew, the room was filled with a soft, golden light from the setting sun. I sat up slowly, wincing at the soreness in my muscles. The door creaked open, and Rose peeked in, her eyes wide with concern."Hey, how are you feeling?" she asked, stepping inside and closing the door behind her."Sore," I admitted. "But I'll live.""Good," she said, coming over to sit beside me on the bed. "You scared me out there, you know.""I didn't mean to. Sandra just got the better of me."Rose shook her head.
I was drifting in and out of sleep when the door to my room opened again. This time, it was Logan, his presence filling the space with an intensity that made me sit up straighter. He closed the door behind him and approached the bed, his gaze cold and assessing. "How are you feeling?" he asked, though his tone lacked any real concern. "Sore," I replied, wary of his sudden appearance. "But I'll be fine." "Good," he said curtly. "You need to learn to defend yourself better. You can't rely on luck to keep you safe." "Is that why you're here?" I shot back, irritation flaring. "To criticize me?" Logan's eyes flashed with anger, and for a moment, I thought he might lash out. But then something strange happened. His eyes changed color, shifting from their usual dark hue to them glowing. When he spoke again, his voice was different—softer, yet more commanding. "Andrea, forgive him. Logan can be... harsh." I blinked in surprise. What is happening "Yes," Alex replied gently. "I
Logan paced back and forth in his office, his frustration evident in every step. His mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, the events of the past few days leaving him on edge. He knew Alex was furious with him, and it was only a matter of time before his wolf made his displeasure known."Logan, we need to talk," Alex's voice resonated in his mind, sharper than usual.Logan stopped and took a deep breath. "I know, Alex. I know.""Do you? Because it sure doesn't seem like it," Alex snapped. "You let our mate get hurt. She could have been killed."Logan winced at the accusation. "She needs to toughen up, Alex. This is not a place for the weak.""She's not weak," Alex retorted, his tone icy. "And even if she were, it's our job to protect her. You swore an oath to the pack, and that includes her now."Logan clenched his fists, struggling to maintain control. "I know my responsibilities, Alex.""Do you?" Alex's voice was laced with skepticism. "Because all I see is you pushing her a
Andrea was recovering well from the ordeal with Sandra. Despite the pain, she was growing stronger every day, and with Caleb's constant presence, she found herself adjusting to her new life in the pack. Caleb had been a surprising source of comfort and support, his easygoing nature and unwavering determination providing a steady anchor in the tumultuous world she had been thrust into.One afternoon, Andrea and Caleb were in the training yard, practicing hand-to-hand combat techniques. Caleb, ever the patient instructor, guided her through a series of defensive moves."You're getting better," Caleb said with a grin, dodging one of Andrea's punches. "A few more sessions, and you'll be able to take on anyone."Andrea laughed, wiping sweat from her forehead. "Thanks, but I still have a long way to go before I can hold my own against someone like Sandra."Caleb's expression darkened momentarily. "Sandra was out of line, using her powers like that. You did great, considering the circumstanc
Logan paced back and forth in his office, the frustration and confusion roiling within him like a storm. Seeing Andrea with Caleb had unsettled him deeply, and he couldn't understand why. He hated her—he had to. She was a human, an outsider he had brought into their world against her will. Her very presence was a constant reminder of his impulsive decision.He slammed his fist onto the desk, the sound echoing in the silent room. "Why do I care?" he muttered to himself. "She's nothing to me."**You know that's not true.** Alex speaks.Logan's eyes flashed amber as Alex, his wolf, spoke up. The wolf's voice was calm, but there was an underlying edge to it."Shut up, Alex," Logan growled. "I don't need your input right now."**You can't hate her. She's our mate.**Logan clenched his fists, trying to suppress the truth of Alex's words. "She's a distraction. Nothing more."**She's more than that, and you know it.**Logan growled in frustration, shaking his head. "No. I refuse to accept it.
The market square buzzed with activity as Andrea and Rose weaved through the stalls, their laughter mingling with the chatter of pack members and the enticing aroma of freshly baked bread. Andrea couldn't shake the feeling of eyes on her, watching, judging. She stole a glance around and spotted Sandra and her clique standing near the fruit vendor, their gazes fixed on her with undisguised hostility.Rose noticed it too, her brow furrowing in concern. "Andrea, do you see that?"Andrea nodded slowly, her stomach twisting with apprehension. "Yeah, I see them."They continued browsing the stalls, but Sandra's presence lingered like a dark cloud. Andrea tried to ignore the uneasy feeling gnawing at her, focusing instead on selecting the ripest apples and berries. However, as they approached the flower stand, Sandra intercepted them, her cronies blocking their path."Well, well, if it isn't the alpha's pet project and her human companion," Sandra drawled, her voice dripping with malice.And
Logan sat behind his desk in the study, his mind a turbulent sea of conflicting thoughts and emotions. He stared at the papers in front of him, the reports from various pack members about patrols and the state of the borders, but he couldn't focus. The conversation with his uncle Thomas still weighed heavily on his mind.A knock on the door brought him out of his reverie. He straightened up, trying to compose himself as the door opened and Thomas stepped inside. His uncle's presence was commanding, and Logan could sense the gravity of what was about to be discussed."Logan," Thomas began, closing the door behind him. "We need to talk."Logan nodded, gesturing for his uncle to take a seat. "I know. It's about the Luna, isn't it?"Thomas took a seat across from Logan, his expression stern. "Yes. The council is growing impatient. They need to see stability in the pack, and that means you need to choose a mate."Logan took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. "I understand the coun
Andrea sat on a sun-dappled bench in the small, secluded garden near the edge of the pack's territory. The air was fragrant with the scent of blooming flowers, and the sound of birds chirping in the trees provided a peaceful backdrop. She glanced around, ensuring no one was watching, before turning her attention back to Caleb, who sat beside her, his expression serious."I still can't believe I'm doing this," Andrea said, her voice low. "Helping you with this mission feels like stepping into a whole new world."Caleb shook his head, a reassuring smile on his lips. "You're not betraying anyone, Andrea. You're helping to protect the pack. We need to find out how the rogues are infiltrating our territory."Andrea sighed, running a hand through her hair. "I know, but it feels like I'm caught in the middle of something much bigger than me."Caleb placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "That's because you are. But you're also the key to solving this. No one would suspect a human, especia