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Logan POV

Dreams of my mate plague my mind every night in my sleep. I can't get over her beautiful slim frame and emerald green eyes. Her cries of pain give me nightmares and memories of how I had her tortured raise goosebumps on me.

I want her.

It wasn't until I lost her that I realised that I needed Maya in my life just as I needed air to breath.

My relationship with Regina has been going down the drain.

I have been reduced to nothing but a drunkard, turning myself to the shadow of my former self.

Her rejection had caused me pain, caused all the pack members pain but that would never be comparable to the pain we gave her here.

I don't see face to face with my beta for what he did to her.

Maya was my mate and he had no right to carve those words on her back and inject wolfsbane to her.

I Know I sound pretentious right now owing to the fact even I enjoyed torturing and giving her pain.

I thought it was fun and it would keep her in her place so that she can be the obedient little mate