LOGAN
The tension in the room was thick, almost suffocating. Sylvester stood before me, his eyes blazing with fury, fists clenched at his sides. Mira and Selene flanked him, their expressions a mix of anger and satisfaction.
Nora stood slightly behind me, her body tense, breathing shallow. I could feel the rapid beat of her heart through our bond.
I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. “Sylvester,” I began, keeping my voice calm, “I don’t know what you have been told, but whatever it is, it’s not true.”
Sylvester’s eyes narrowed. “Not true?” he echoed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “So, you’re saying you and Nora haven’t been sneaking around behind my back?”
I shook my head firmly. “No, we haven’t. Nothing is going on between us.” I had a reason for wanting it to go this w
