Logan POV
It was hard for me to describe what I was feeling.
Anger. I really f*****g wanted to kill someone. I wanted to punch and scream until I ran out of air.
Pain. My mate was going to dinner with another man. My body hurt. My soul hurt. My heart was in f*****g pieces.
Sadness. My wife was going out with another man. I really f*****g wanted to cry.
Frustration. I was helpless. There wasn’t anything I could have done.
Fear. What if she liked him more? What if she decided that she wanted him more than me?
Leon had a whole range of his own emotions, and that wasn’t helpful. I constantly had to keep him from taking over.
“I can feel your emotions, Logan.” Emma said as she pulled her jeans up. “You don’t have to be afraid.”
I gulped and clenched my fists.
Of course I had to be a
