Logan’s POV
At the risk of sounding like some hopelessly love-struck fool—even to myself—I had to admit, life didn’t get better than this. It felt unreal, lying here with my arms wrapped around my impossibly gorgeous mate. Every time she fell asleep against me, letting me hold her through the night, it was like being granted a dream I never even knew I wanted. I couldn’t make sense of it. None of it felt real—because peace and contentment like this simply hadn’t existed in my world. Not until her.
I mean, hell, we hadn’t even fully mated yet—and I didn’t give a damn. The guy who once only chased one thing, the guy branded a man-w***e by everyone who knew him, now wanted nothing more than to hold this woman and feel the weight of her belonging to me.
And what we just shared? That was ho
