“Apologies, my Luna,” Logan’s voice sliced through the silence like a blade dipped in venom. His lips curved into that wicked smirk that made both enemies and lovers nervous. “It seems it’s that time again… time for war.”
His wolf rumbled inside him, a growl vibrating in his chest. "Finally," it snarled, delighted. "Some killing will make me feel better. Tearing throats, painting the earth red...that’s what we’re made for."
Maya’s eyes widened, her hand instinctively clutching Diva closer. Logan’s smirk only deepened, cruelly amused by her shock. Without hesitation, he mind-linked his Beta, voice sharp as steel, "Get here. Now. Pick up my Luna and my daughter. Take them home. Make sure nothing f*****g touches them."
Within minutes, his Beta’s sleek black car rolled to the curb. Maya wa
