Logan's POV
I stormed into my study, the last place in the world I could call mine, and slammed the door shut behind me. I leaned against it, breathing heavily, trying to steady my racing heart. But the calm wouldn’t come. That bloody beta knew—he knew what I'd done, and that was enough to put everything at risk.
“Damn it,” I muttered, raking a hand through my hair.
My mind scrambled around, trying to find a solution, a way to turn this around. But the walls felt like they were closing in on me, the air too thick to breathe. I paced back and forth, my mind churning.
The beta was a problem I hadn’t anticipated, a loose end that needed tying up. But how? How could I deal with him without making things worse?
I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn’t hear the door creak open behi
