Alpha Logan
The walk back to the car was quiet.
Too quiet.
Bella stayed behind me, dragging her feet through the sand like every step hurt.
I didn't turn around, but I could feel her.
Her fear.
Her anger.
Her distance.
And it broke my heart.
She had every right to feel that way.
I had lost control.
Not fully—but enough.
Enough for her to see it.
Enough for her to feel it.
Enough for Jack to scare her.
Jack was still raging inside me.
He was pacing in my chest like a trapped storm.
She hurt our mate, Jack growled in my head.
She poisoned her. She almost killed her. I should have ripped her apart.
"I know," I whispered under my breath. "I know."
My hands were shaking.
It might not have shown on the outside, but inside?
I was fighting for my life.
Jack had been seconds away from tearing Clara's throat out.
Seconds.
I had to grab him with everything I had. Every breath. Every memory. Every piece of love I owned.
I had to force him back.
Stand down, I told him.
