Logan's pov
The water was cool against my skin, but it did little to soothe the fire raging in my veins. Freya. Just thinking her name made my pulse quicken, a dizzying cocktail of rage and desire coursing through me.
I knew she was behind this, this feeling of being so out of control, of wanting her in ways that made no sense. It had to be her. The bond between us was unlike anything I had ever experienced before, and I had fought against it with every ounce of willpower I possessed. But the truth was undeniable.
As I surfaced from the pool, the air felt chilly against my damp skin, a stark contrast to the heat that still simmered within me. I grabbed a towel, my movements sharp and precise as I patted myself dry.
She was a complication I didn't need, a distraction from my r
