Daisy’s pov
It’s a month since I saw Logan last, tried to get information about him but all was to no avail.
My heart throbbed in pain as I was starting to sink it in and slowly accept the reality.
“Good morning Daisy, hope you slept well)” Alan stepped in, holding onto a bottle of water and also a glass cup.
“Have it my queen.” He said softly, with a bow.
“Thank you.” I responded, before gulping it in.
“Daisy!!!!!” Suzy screamed as she barged in, without a knock nor a close of the door.
“Take a look at this.” She tossed a newspaper at me, “What’s it? Tell me!” I was so curious and bothered.
My eyes skimmed through and widened when I saw, the point of focus, the silver pack.
“What?” I screamed loudly, the paper slipping through my hands.
“The pack is now under the control of an
