LOGAN
The taste of blood was thick in my mouth. Not mine, never mine. The enemies who had dared to cross our border, who had dared to speak Nora’s name like it belonged to them… they paid for it. I made sure of that.
I tore through the last of them with a rage I couldn’t control. My wolf had taken over. Not just to protect the pack. Not just for revenge. But for her. My Luna. My mate. The female who held my soul like it was made for her hands.
But something was wrong.
Even in the heat of battle, I felt it. The moment that pale rogue held out that scroll… and said it was for her. I saw the look in her eyes when she read it. I saw her freeze not from fear, but from recognition.
And that terrified me more than the attack itself.
Nora was hiding something from me.
I shifted back, naked
