“It’s okay.” Emma said, giving him a small smile. It wasn’t okay. We were idiots. “You are right, Emma.” Drake continued. “You could have imagined that. But how do you explain the fact that you survived? You should have died with that amount of wolfsbane in your body.” Both Andrew and I growled.
Logan POV “Emma, baby, I need you.” I mumbled, capturing her lips with mine. I could smell her arousal and I growled. Fuck. I needed to taste her now. Her tongue entered my mouth, and I sucked on it gently, making her moan. “Can I take you upstairs?” I mumbled, biting her lower lip. “Yes.” sh
I put my fingers inside her waistband and looked up at her. I wanted her so fucking much, but I would never do anything against her will. She nodded, but I needed her to speak up. “Words, Emma.” I said, kissing below her bellybutton again. “Yes.” she said, moaning quietly. I smiled and pulled d
Andrew POV I ran out of the packhouse, looking around frantically. “Get to the safe room!” I yelled at women and children. I saw aunt Gloria picking up a pup who was crying loudly. She tried to soothe him while she looked around. Our eyes met, and she ran toward me. “Where is Logan?” she asked
“She is mine!” Logan growled. “She will always be mine! You will never touch a single hair on her head!” NOW! Logan screamed through the mind-link, and we moved. I heard multiple growls around us, and I let Asher take over. I waited for the familiar feeling of shifting into my wolf, but it never
Logan POV Emma, baby, run! I tried mind-linking her again. Run, baby, please! Hide somewhere else! The fucker said we couldn’t mind-link her, but maybe she could hear me. Maybe I couldn’t hear her, but maybe she could hear me. Run, baby, please! I screamed through the mind-link. “So, you see, wh
Jack dragged Emma to stand between us and the fucker. “Hello, beautiful.” the fucker mumbled, staring at her, mesmerized. “My name is Samuel, but you can call me Sam. I am your mate, after all. What is your name?” She was standing so close to me. If I could free my arm from the vines, I would be a
Emma POV “Come on, beautiful.” Samuel said. “Hurry up.” His hold on my arm tightened, and I stumbled behind him. I kept turning around, wishing I could just run back to the safety of my mate’s arms. “There is no use in looking back, Emma.” Samuel sighed. “You won’t go back there for a while.” My