Logan POV The pain was horrible. It was something I’d never experienced before. I felt like I was being ripped apart. I felt like I was dying. I wanted to die. I wasn’t going to live without her. I could feel our bond ripping. I could feel her soul leaving. I could feel my mate, the love of
Andrew POV I was running through the corridor like a fucking maniac. They are killing her! They are killing her! They are killing her! They are killing her! Logan’s words kept repeating in my mind. Not her, not my pup! Hold on, love. I mind-linked her. I am here. I am close. Please don’t le
Logan POV The anger I felt was indescribable. My baby was chained. She was hanging from the ceiling. Her arms were above her head. She was unconscious. Her head was hanging on her chest. Her clothes were practically gone. I could see her skin. It was black and blue and covered in cuts and burns.
Andrew POV “Oh, Goddess!” Wren exclaimed as soon as Logan and I ran inside the hospital. “Help her!” Logan growled. “You need to help her, Wren! She needs to be okay!” Logan put her down on the bed, kissing her cheek and taking her hand in his. “Please, baby, don’t leave me.” he mumbled, his vo
Logan POV I followed the nurse back to Emma’s room. I was in a complete daze. I just wanted to go back to my mate. I wanted to hold her. I needed to know that she was awake. She almost died. The love of my life almost died. While we were in that fucking underground bunker, I couldn’t even focu
I nodded. I blocked everyone as well. I just wanted to stay focused on Emma. “Hi, baby.” I said softly as I leaned in and placed a kiss on the corner of her mouth. That was the best I could do because of the breathing tube. “I love you, baby.” I said, burying my nose in her neck. “I love you so m
Logan POV “Emma, baby, please come back to me.” I mumbled, burying my nose in her neck. It had been five days since we had found her. Five days of waiting. Five days of praying to the Goddess to bring her back to me. I missed her so fucking much. I had her body back. I could touch her, I could fe
Emma POV I heard the voice I adored. I heard him tell me that he loved me. I felt his lips on my neck. I felt his nose running up and down my jaw. If this was death, I would welcome it with open arms. I opened my eyes slowly, and a bright light made me shut them down again. I prepared myself for