Logan heard her—of course, he did.
He didn’t have to fully turn to look at her, but just enough so she caught that damn smirk dancing on his lips.
It was the kind of smirk that said, I own you, and you f*****g love it.
“I prefer ruthless bastard, actually,” he said, voice low and silk-dark as he started toward the door, like he hadn’t just left her trembling and wanting on the bed.
Like he wasn’t the cruelest, most merciless Alpha to ever walk this godforsaken earth.
Beta Fergus could only swallow hard and stare at the floor.
“And don’t you f*****g worry, Maya,” he added over his shoulder, voice dripping with something that made her blood freeze then boil all at once.
“When we’re done with the ceremony, you’re going to finish what I started. And I swear to the moon, I’ll make i
