_Alyssa’s POV_
The world was blurry as my eyes fluttered open. My body ached, every inch of it sore and heavy, but I could feel the warmth of a hand gripping mine. Slowly, my vision sharpened, and there he was—Logan, his face inches from mine, his eyes wide with disbelief.
"Logan," I managed to whisper, my voice weak and hoarse.
The flood of relief on his face was immediate. His grip on my hand tightened, and he brought it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to my knuckles. "Thank the Moon Goddess," he breathed, his voice thick with emotion. "You’re awake."
I could see the tears slipping down his cheeks. I had never seen Logan like this before—so vulnerable, so broken. He had always been strong, the powerful Alpha everyone looked up to, but right now, he was just... Logan. My Logan. The
