Emma POV To say that I was shocked was a complete understatement. I was completely shaken. A mate’s mark could be removed? I could die in the process? I pressed myself closer to Logan. I needed him. I needed his comfort and the safety of his arms. I was slowly falling for him. I still fought w
I chuckled. I could imagine Logan’s smirk while he did that. Both Andrew and Drake rolled their eyes and sighed. “It’s not funny, Emma.” Logan said as he raised his head. “It hurts just thinking about him alone with you.” I sighed and looked at my brother. “Andrew, could Logan and I have a moment
Logan POV I couldn’t believe that I agreed to do this. I blamed the mate bond. Emma convinced me to let Jacob guard her while we were going to be out there searching for the Rogue King. I didn’t know how she did it, though. She was sitting on my lap, working her mouth perfectly against mine, and
“He wants what?” Jacob mumbled. “He wants to take her and make her his chosen mate.” Andrew repeated slowly. Jacob’s eyes flew to Emma. He was terrified. “No fucking way!” he growled. “He is not getting to her!” A mix of jealousy and relief flooded me. Relief because I knew that he wouldn’t let
Emma POV “We will be right back.” Logan said as he reached out for me. “Two hours, tops.” He wrapped his arms around me, burying his nose into my hair. “It’s okay, Logan.” I said as I hugged him back. “I will be okay, don’t worry. Go do your job.” “I will miss you.” Logan mumbled. “It’s two h
Andrew POV “Talk, Drake.” I growled as we entered Logan’s office. Drake sat down on the couch and sighed. He ran his hand through his hair and leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees. “As I told you yesterday, one of the rogues I captured mentioned Sienna.” Drake said. “Apparently, she ha
Logan POV I missed Emma like crazy. I was so fucking happy when Lewis and I finally finished our talk. We’ve increased the border security and the number of patrols around the pack territory. I was happy with the outcome and more than ready to go back to my mate. I needed to feel her. I needed
“Fuck, baby.” I growled, biting on her lower lip. Yeah, we weren’t talking. Not right now. “Can I take your shirt off?” I asked softly. Emma nodded, and I almost died of happiness. I pulled her shirt up over her head, and the sight of her in a black bra only almost made me cum in my pants. She