Chapter One Hundred and Three
Logan’s POV
I bring the car to a screeching halt in front of the pack, with Jake already climbing out and heading to the truck behind us. I make to follow him but Anne suddenly rushes out, running into my arms. She gushes over me, her hands touching every inch of my face, her eyes filled with worry. “Are you hurt?” she asks, reaching for my neck and arms. “I swear, if you are, I will kill whoever did this without a second thought. How dare they attack the Alpha of the Black Stone Pack?”
Bringing her wrists together, I hold them in one hand and try to keep them away from my face while calming her down. Alpha Kristin must have gotten through to her before we got here. The man couldn’t even let me deliver the news to her. Is this the way it is always going to
