138. QUEENING

The day moved on and I was panicking yet I knew I was not the only one. Logan was gripping my hand as if it was his life line. I did not mind because it kept me sane. I could not leave him alone there. It was scary, lonely and cold. I stared from him to the window trying to think but I had to go back to the pack. I had to look over the pack too. I knew taking with him was not an option, the man seemed glued to his room.

I sighed.

If only I could split myself in half. And seeing that I spent the whole day there, I knew I would not come back the next day or even the next after. The war could break anytime and I could be seeing Logan for the last time.

I shook my head, not wanting to think like that but it was a possibility. I bit my lip, thinking over it.

When I had been saving Logan, I had felt as if I had been giving him a part of me which meant I could piece away parts of me. What if I could do that again, thus being in two places at one.

It was crazy that I was even thinking ab