*Logan* I'm kinda happy Jax offered to drive as I was too shaken and scared to focus. I might have been snapping at him, calling him an old lady a couple of times and generally been rather obnoxiously the whole way. Considering if we should have changed and run in our wolf forms, but we might need the car for Hadley. “Unlocked ?” Jax says with surprise as he pulls open the front door to the address Hadley gave me. “Easier for us”. We hurry upstairs, she had said upstairs bedroom and it only takes a moment to figure out where they are, as I can hear Ryan’s gleeful laughter. He turns as we burst through the door. “You ... what are you doing here ?” “Step away from the door creep”. Jax holds up the gun, it’s just a salt gun, but Ryan doesn't know. “Back over to the wall ... Logan get her out”. I hurry to the bathroom door, knocking softly. “Bubbles, it’s me and Jax, you can open now ... you are safe”. “Is it you ... really you”. I hear her whisper with a shaking voice on the other
*Logan* “Come on darling, let’s get you home”. I have my arm around Hadley, hurrying out from the hospital. Luckily there is no damage done, she just needs to relax for a couple of days. “Thanks Logan, for staying with me and holding my hand the whole time”. She kinda leans into me. I tighten my grip on her a bit. “My pleasure bubbles”. “I still can’t believe he snapped like that. I mean I knew he was a jerk, I guess it comes with Being demon spawn ... but he never physically hurt me before … Not like this at least”. Her voice is shaking slightly. “Don’t think about it darling,he will never hurt you again”. I press a kiss to the top of her head. Then my phone starts buzzing and I pull it out. “It’s Jax, I better pick it up”. I don’t have time to say anything as he starts talking right away. “Hi Logan, if you are still in town could you pick me up ? The police have taken that idiot away and after a small talk I am free to go”. “Sure ... we just came out of the hospital, so we’l
3 days later *Hadley* “Have you told Logan about that ?” AJ gently rubs his hand on my upper arm. I am curled up on the couch, my head resting on a pillow in his lap. I had needed to talk and to be honest AJ is my go to when I need to get something off my chest ... Don't get me wrong, I talk to Logan too, but some things just get him to upset ... and I hate seeing him upset. AJ is like a brother, the brother I never had but always wished for, so it is easier to talk to him. “No ... he would just get upset and ... Well I don't know”. I sigh. “Maybe it’s better to just move on. I mean Ryan will be charged with assaulting me, so he will get punished”. “He should not get away with this ... but I do get you, Logan is very sensitive and even more so when it comes to you”. He says thoughtfully, then he grins. “I think is the Alpha in him”. Someone clears their throat. “Logan also has ears, very good ones and now he would really like to hear what this is about ... what did Ryan do to
6 days later *Logan* It’s friday afternoon and I have just sent off Jax, AJ and Marshall, who are headed off for the weekend. AJ has wanted to shoot another short movie, for a while, but it has kinda been delayed by this whole Hadley thing and his broken nose. But as there haven't been any other people here looking for Hadley and nothing popping up in the news, I feel okay with us being here alone for a couple of days and the others can be home within two hours in case we need them, so we agreed that this was the time to go. I walk around the house to the pool where I know Hadley is, finding her laying on the edge. She is wearing a pretty small black bikini with trimmings in neon pink and green. My eyes running over her perfect legs, I am happy to see that she seems to have put on a couple of pounds, giving her a more healthy, but still very slim look. For some reason it does make me slightly nervous being all alone with her, not so much in case someone shows up, I can handle th
*Logan* I have to admit that I love the feeling of her clinging to me as I carry her inside, but honestly I kinda love everything about her ... her smiles, her scent, her frailty, her strength, her heart and soul, even the way she tastes. Putting her gently down beside my bed, I reach around to open the bikini top, letting it flutter to the floor, my eyes taking in her naked form. She blushes slightly. “I know, you feed me too well ... I have put on some weight”. “Oh believe me baby that is only a good thing”. I reach out letting a finger follow the soft sway of her waist and hip. “You are so beautiful ... and so amazingly sexy”. “Smooth again”. She grins softly. I grab her hips, pulling her into me and leaning down to leave kisses along her collarbone. “Truthful again baby, just truthful ... you are a goddess in the flesh”. “Logan !” Her cheeks flush and the colour creeps down her neck. “Thanks, for making me feel so very special”. “I am happy you feel that way, because you
*Hadley* I am awakened by Logan rubbing his nose along my jaw and his warm breath hitting my face. “Are you awake bubbles ?” “Hmm almost”. I mumble, my whole body feels heavy and relaxed ... honestly everything just feels perfect and I want to just stay in this warm happy moment. “You don’t look awake darling”. He chuckles softly, a big warm hand slipping up to rest on my stomach under the duvet. “You do look totally cute though”. I reach out blindly, letting my hand slide up his chest, caress his neck and come to rest on his cheek. “And you are amazing ... I just feel too good right now to want to get up”. “We don't have to get up, we are all alone and I already let the dogs out while you were sleeping”. He leans down and kisses me softly, then mumble against my lips. “We can snuggle up ... watch a movie or just ... talk”. “I’d like that, a lot”. I mumble back, before kissing him softly. Then my mouth moves to kiss and nibble down his neck, breathing in his scent. “Ouch, did y
Chapter 19 2 days later *Logan* I suddenly get that feeling -.. you know that someone is watching you ... so I turn and realise that Jax, AJ and Marshall are all standing in the doorway, staring at me. I turn off the vacuum cleaner and smile at them. “Hey guy, how was the trip ?” “You are vacuuming ?” AJ says, staring at the machine in my hand. “And he is wearing clean clothes”. Marshall scratches his neck. Jax gives me a look over. “And he has a hickey on his neck and is smiling like an idiot ... you two better have kept it to your bed”. I lift my finger, breathing in to say something, then stop myself trying to keep in the giggle. “A gentleman never tells ... we have watched Netflix all weekend”. “Yeah everything needs to be ... cleaned, with like ... no let’s just burn the place”. Jax shakes his head. “Where is she by the way ?” AJ looks around the room. “Logan, you did not like ... break her or something”. I stare at him. “Break her ? What the l.. what ?” He just gives
3 days later *Logan* “Sit down Logan ... you are stressing everyone”. Jax says pointing to the couch. “No one is going to hurt her”. “What if they ... if she gets upset ? If they ask her something bad, about me or about Ryan ?” I sit down, but feel how my food kinda bounces. Jax sighs. “She can handle herself, Hadley is a strong girl ...”. “Could we ... not call her a girl? It kinda makes her seem so young”. I mumble cutting him off. “... and she has Marshall with her”. He gives me a look. “Logan ... She is young, you have to come to terms with that. There is nothing wrong in your relationship, but if you want others to accept it, you need to first”. I breathe in slowly, dammit he is right. She needs me to be there fully and to be that I need to stop obsessing about the age thing. How do I expect others to be okay with it if I am not even okay with it myself ? “You are right Jax”. I nod. “We are both adults, we love each other and we have chosen to be together ... it is no on
*Hadley* As the sun dips below the horizon, casting a warm glow over our backyard in Texas. Logan is playfully chasing our two-year-old son, Jasper, as he giggles and runs around in circles. I watch from the porch, a smile on my face. My hands resting on my pregnant belly. "Hey, troublemakers," I call out to Logan, catching his attention. He grins and walks over. "What's up, love of my life?" Logan asks. Taking a deep breath, I share, "I have something to tell you." I run my hand over my belly. Logan's eyes light up. "What is it?" With a smile, I reveal, "I went to the doctor today, and… we are going to have twins." Logan's joy is palpable. "Twins? That's amazing, love! Our family is growing rapidly." “Something doesn’t scare you.” I ask, raising a brow. He smiles and shakes his head. “Not the least, the more the marrier.” “Da da.” Jasper says pulling at Logan’s hand. “What twins?” Logan swings him up in his arms. “That, champ, means you are gonna have two brothers or sist
*Logan* I stretch out on the lounge chair in our backyard, the warm Texas sun bathing my skin in a golden glow. The gentle breeze rustles the leaves of the oak tree overhead, and for the first time in what feels like forever, peace settles in my bones. Blue lies at my feet, his ears twitching occasionally as he naps. Almost completely recovered now I can’t believe I actually died, like full on kicked the bucket… Calix sent me six feet under, well metaphorically, luckily no one buried me. The others explained how Hadley brought me back. "Hey, lazy wolf," Hadley's melodic voice breaks through the serene silence. I tilt my head back to see her standing at the back door, a playful smile dancing on her lips. Despite all we have been through, that smile never fails to make my heart race. "Hey yourself, songbird," I reply, grinning. "Come join me. The sun feels amazing." She walks over, it is like she has gained a new confidence in herself, a connection to her true self and her sirene
*Hadley* The words hang in the air, echoing in my mind, "I'm sorry." I struggle to breathe, my legs feel weak, but I force myself to stand, to face what's next. "What happened?" I manage to ask, my voice barely above a whisper. The doctor sighs, looking down at his hands. "He experienced severe cramps and stopped breathing. We did everything we could, but there was nothing more we could do. I'm truly sorry." “I need to see him,” I say. I know my heart won’t accept this unless I see it with my own eyes. The world blurs for a moment, my vision swimming with tears. Nick steps forward, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Hadley, maybe you shouldn't…" "No," I cut him off, my voice sharper than intended. "I need to see him." Nick hesitates, then nods. LZ looks at me, his eyes filled with sorrow, but he doesn't protest. Together, we step into Logan's room. The machines have been removed, leaving the room eerily quiet. Logan looks like he's sleeping, a peaceful expression on his face that
*Hadley*Ryan's grip tightens on LZ, and in that moment, I feel my world teetering on the edge of oblivion. LZ's eyes meet mine, a silent goodbye I refuse to accept. It's like the universe pauses, waiting for my move, a move I don't know how to make… until something deep inside me stirs.It's a weird sensation, like a hum in my blood, a melody that's been silent for too long finally bursting forth. I have never felt anything like it, I did not know I was capable… but it's as if every part of me recognizes this power, knows it's been mine all along, just waiting.I don't think; I react. My hand shoots up, not really knowing what I'm aiming for, only that I need to stop Ryan, save LZ, do something. The air around us seems to vibrate, and then, like breaking through the surface after being underwater for too long, I feel it unleash.Words, or maybe it's just pure sound, spills out of me. It doesn't make sense, but it doesn't have to. It's power, raw and ancient, a siren's call that no on
*Hadley*In the split second it takes for fear to crystallize in my veins, Nick, in his majestic wolf form, surges forward. His massive body barrels into the space between me and the descending enemy, intercepting the attack with a collision that echoes through the warehouse like a thunderclap.The force sends the enemy sprawling, thrown off course by the sheer might of Nick's intervention. His protective stance, a formidable barrier between me and harm, is a silent vow of safety in the chaos.Nick doesn't pause to savor the moment; his head swivels, amber eyes scanning for the next threat, always vigilant. I'm momentarily stunned by the primal power he embodies, the line between man and beast blurred in his protective ferocity.“Thanks,” I mumble softly. The wolf gives me a nod, and what looks like a wolfish grin.The battle rages on around us, a maelic dance of shadows flickering in the dim light. We're a team, moving with a synchronicity born of desperation and a mutual drive to sa
*Hadley*The parking lot is a cold, unforgiving space where my impatience battles with the freezing night air. I'm pacing, my footsteps echoing off the concrete, each step a sharp jab of frustration aimed at the sluggish passage of time. LZ's voice, steady and understanding, breaks through my internal storm. "I get it, Hadley. I do. But diving headfirst into danger without a plan is not going to help Logan. We need to be smart about this."I'm about to retort, the words perched on the tip of my tongue, when the sound of an approaching vehicle cuts me off. It's the old pick-up, rugged and worn, pulling into the space beside us with a sense of urgency that mirrors the frantic beating of my heart. Marshall jumps out, his presence a solid reassurance. "I've got Logan covered," he promises, and something in his tone, a fierce determination, eases a fraction of the tightness in my chest.I don't hesitate, climbing into the vehicle first, followed by LZ. The interior smells of leather and ol
*Hadley* The chaos unfolds with a speed that leaves my heart racing, the medical team's swift movements a blur around Logan's bed. I'm frozen, watching through a haze of fear as they work to stabilize him, the beeping of the machines escalating into a frenzy that mirrors the panic in my veins. LZ's grip on my shoulder is both a comfort and a reminder of the reality we're facing. "He has to be okay," I whisper, more a plea than a statement. The thought of losing Logan, of a world without his strength and love, is unbearable. But something suddenly hits me and beneath the layers of fear and desperation, anger starts to simmer…a fierce, burning rage against Ryan for orchestrating this nightmare. Once the immediate frenzy subsides and the doctors manage to stabilize Logan again, I pull LZ aside, away from the prying eyes and ears of the hospital staff. “What is it, Hadley?” He asks, clearly having read something on my face. "This is Ryan's doing, it has to be" I say, my voice low
*Logan* The sand beneath my feet is cool, a stark contrast to the heat racing through my veins. It’s been an endless journey, moving through those dreams that felt more like trials, each one a step closer to... what? Healing? Or my ultimate downfall? The fields, the forests, the ghostly city… all of it seemed like a twisted path laid out by fate, or perhaps by my own fractured psyche. My wolf, my on and off companion in this inner world, has been silent lately. He warned me, urged me to face my demons, to heal not just the flesh but the soul. I thought I was making progress, even felt strength coursing back into me. But now, that strength wanes, leaving a weariness so profound it feels like chains around my limbs. And then, suddenly, there's Hadley. My beacon in the darkest night. Her presence on this desolate beach is a balm to my tattered heart. “Logan,” She calls, waving at me. “There you are my love. Come here.” The sight of her, the sound of her voice, it's everything. I r
*Hadley* I am back at the hospital, sitting in the dimly lit hospital room, the soft beeps and whirs of machines composing a symphony of dread. The sterile scent of antiseptics does little to mask the underlying odor of despair that seems to cling to the walls. Logan, lies motionless on the bed, his once vibrant face pale and drawn, a stark contrast to the fierce, unyielding spirit he possesses. The rhythmic rise and fall of his chest is the only indication that life still clings to him, albeit by a thread. I reach out, my hand trembling as I brush a lock of hair from his forehead. His skin is cool under my touch, and I suppress a shiver. "Logan," I whisper, my voice breaking the oppressive silence. "Please, you have to fight this. You can't leave me alone." But he remains unresponsive, seemingly locked in a battle I cannot see, fighting demons in a realm I cannot reach. I had asked the nurse, because the last couple of days he has seemed to fade away i stead of getting better. But