NORA
I didn’t even realize I had reached for his hand until my fingers were already laced through his.
It was instinct. A reflex. Something deep inside me just… acted.
Logan didn’t pull away. I'm glad that he didn't.
He just glanced down for a moment, his thumb brushing over my knuckles, his touch warm and steady. He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t have to.
We walked back together, side by side, hand in hand. This morning, I have gotten to know a side of him that I didn't. This was intimacy and I liked it.
The pack was still unnaturally quiet like the night itself had paused. No one was around, or at least, no one that we could see. But even if someone had been watching, I didn’t think I would have cared.
Right now, it was just us.
When we stepped back into the room, the silenc
