Elena did not let the matter rest where Logan had left it.
"I need the honest answer," she said the following evening, finding him again in the quiet of the training yard, the sky darkening overhead. "Not the reassurance you gave me yesterday. The actual truth, whatever it costs either of us to hear it."
Logan set down the blade he had been cleaning. "I gave you the truth."
"You gave me part of it," Elena said. "You told me your instinct has always protected rather than harmed. That is not the same as answering my original question directly. Could you hurt me, Logan, if you ever lost control completely?"
He was quiet for a long moment, and Elena watched him weigh the answer carefully, understanding that whatever he said next would carry weight beyond simple comfort.
"Yes," he said fin
