Sixty Three.

Logan’s POV

She walks away without so much as a glance back. What was she playing at? What about the bond? As soon as she is too far, she will feel her heart start to break. She will be sick, she will…

I trail off, remembering how Kendra had created a potion to trick Lana’s mind. The potion would convince her body that I was near.

My pack looks at me, waiting for me to signal an attack. I should have, that’s what a good Alpha does. Protects his pack and his Luna. Yet, I found myself unable to say anything. Instead, I just let them go. I watch them walk away, disappearing into the forest.

Blake’s large grey wolf nudges me, gesturing towards the packhouse. I tell everyone to return. To go home, there was nothing they could do right now. I needed time to think, to plot my next move.

Inside the office, I smash my fist into the desk, snapping it clean in half.

“It’s the right decision.” Blake mutters as he shifts and pulls on some spare shorts.

“What the fuck would you know, Blake? Need I