BELLA POV
They were many.
Too many.
I didn't even try to count. My brain refused. It simply said danger and stopped working like a responsible organ.
All I knew was that wolves were pouring into the compound like a dark wave.
Big ones. Thick fur. Sharp teeth. Red bands tied around one leg.
My heart slammed against my ribs.
And then she walked in last.
The woman.
Tall. Slender. Brown hair falling over her shoulders like silk. Brown eyes shining like she knew a secret nobody else did.
She was smiling.
Not a sweet smile.
A wild one.
The kind people wear right before something terrible happens.
"Alpha Logan," she said smoothly. "I told you yesterday we would meet again. I've come for your woman."
My head snapped toward Logan so fast my neck almost protested.
"You know her?" I demanded, glaring. "When did you two meet yesterday?"
He didn't even look at me.
Instead he stared at her like she was a problem he planned to break.
