🐺 BOUND BY BLOOD AND SILVER

Chapter 2: The Secluded Cabin

The heat radiating from Logan’s body was the only thing keeping Seraphina grounded as he

carried her through the blizzard. He moved with impossible speed and silence, bypassing his

own sentries until they reached a small, black-timber cabin hidden deep within a craggy ravine.He kicked the heavy oak door open and stepped inside, immediately shielding her from

the biting wind.The cabin was dark, smelling of cedar, leather, and Logan's intoxicating,

masculine scent. He lowered her gently onto a plush leather sofa in front of a stone fireplace.

Without a word, he knelt before the hearth. Within seconds, a roaring fire came to life, casting

deep amber shadows across his broad, bare shoulders and the sharp lines of his

face.Seraphina watched him, her heart pounding against her ribs. Her skin still tingled where he

had touched her in the woods. The raw, magnetic pull between them was dizzying, making her

throat dry and her pulse race.Logan turned around, his amber eyes glowing in the firelight. He

walked over to her, his movements predatory yet deliberately slow. He knelt right in front of her,

his massive frame towering over her even while seated."You're freezing," he murmured, his

voice a low, gravelly vibration that sent a wave of heat straight to her core.He reached out, his

large, warm hands gently gripping her ankles. Seraphina gasped at the sudden, intense heat of

his touch. Slowly, deliberately, he slid her wet, leather boots off, his fingers trailing lightly up the

sensitive skin of her calves. Every point of contact felt like a brand, a searing current of desire

that made her breath hitch.Logan’s gaze drifted up, locking onto her parted lips. The scent of

her arousal, sweet and wild, filled the small cabin, driving his inner wolf to the brink of madness.

He wanted to pin her to the sofa, to taste her, to claim her completely."Who are you,

Seraphina?" he whispered, leaning in closer. His hot breath brushed against her cheek, making

her shiver with a want she didn't fully understand."Someone who shouldn't be here," she

breathed, her hands coming up to rest against his bare, muscular chest. The contrast between

his burning, solid skin and her icy hands made them both shudder with raw, undeniable

tension.Logan closed his eyes for a brief second, leaning into her touch, his large hand coming

up to cup her jaw, his thumb tracing her lower lip. The physical gravity between them was a trap,

and neither of them wanted to escape.