Emma POV I couldn’t decide if the feeling of Logan pushing inside of me was amazing or weird. It was probably both. I had to remind myself to keep breathing. I had to remind myself to remain calm. I kept my eyes on Logan’s the entire time. I couldn’t look away. I didn’t want to look away. The de
Logan POV I was so fucking nervous. I had no idea why. She would say yes. She was already marked, mated, and mine. Marriage was just a formality. Just another way to tie her to me. We didn’t really need it, but I wanted to make her mine in every way possible. There was still a tiny possibility t
Emma POV I stared at the ring on my finger. This was so surreal. I was engaged. I would be someone’s wife. Me. Emma. I would be a wife. A small smile spread across my face. I liked that I would become Logan’s wife. I wanted it. I wanted to be tied to him in every way possible. “I can’t wait to
Andrew POV I watched my childhood friend with pure hatred in my eyes. I hated her so fucking much. She pretended to love me. She pretended to love my sister. She hurt my sister. She tried to kill her. She almost took her away from me. Seeing her lying on the floor, chained, beaten, and bloody,
“That’s not true, Sienna.” Emma said before Logan or I could react and beat the shit out of Sienna for calling Emma a little bitch. “You were still his childhood friend. You were still the girl he grew up with. He loved you. Maybe not the way you wanted him to, but he did.” Logan tightened his jaw
Logan POV I was pissed the fuck off. I wanted to kill Sienna. I was so fucking proud of my future wife. I was so fucking proud to have her by my side. My heart almost jumped out of my chest when Sienna mentioned us having sex. I already pictured Emma leaving me and every fucking cell in my body
Emma POV “Emma!” Amy screamed as soon as Logan and I arrived at the party. Logan sighed and kissed the top of my head. “I already miss you, baby.” Logan said, making me furrow my eyebrows and look up at him. Why would he miss me? I was right here. Amy grabbed me and pulled me into a tight hug.
I smiled and looked at my mate. My core throbbed painfully. He was gorgeous. He was talking to my brother and smiling. The dress pants he was wearing made his legs and butt look amazing. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and I could see each and every muscle on his lower arm. He was perfect,