Logan's Pov
Relief flooded through me as I finally set my sights on home after enduring one of the most excruciating weeks of my life. The annual Forest Preservation Summit was as dull as ever—Alphas droning on about safeguarding our wolves' habitat. Sure, it was vital, but exciting? Not in the slightest. To make matters worse, she-wolves were barred from attending, and the never-ending evening events left no room for me to seek out some female company.
A week of forced celibacy, coupled with the excess testosterone saturating the room, made tensions run high. We argued more than we collaborated, and I’m honestly surprised I didn’t lose my mind. Knowing what I was in for, I’d wisely scouted a small bar on the outskirts of town before checking into the hotel.
As I drove, memories of the
