True Luna: The Final Battle (The White Wolf Series Book 6)

Logan’s POV

　　The relief that washed over me when I finally pulled Emma into my arms was so intense that I almost fainted.

　　One second, I was ripping the door open, and the next second was on my knees next to her cold, still body.

　　“Baby!” I cried out as I pulled her into my arms.

　　I kneeled on the floor and pulled her into my lap She was so cold and I was terrified. I pressed her close to me and took a deep breath.

　　The knots in my body that were formed when I saw her in this room were starting to loosen a little. I finally had her in my arms.

　　I kissed her forehead and looked at her beautiful face. She was pale and she was shivering a little.

　　I hadn’t noticed that before.

　　“Logan?” Andrew called me worriedly. “Is she okay?”

　　I looked up at him and saw him and Mason staring through the window. Both of them looked completely distraught. Alex and Hunter were standing behind them. They were talking about something quietly. Anna was nowhere to be seen. I didn’t even realize that she had already closed the door behind me.

　　“Logan?!” Andrew called me as he slammed his hand against the window.

　　I flinched and looked back at him.

　　“Is she okay?!” he cried out, his voice laced with pain and fear.

　　I looked back down at my mate and gulped. I pressed my lips against her forehead and took a deep breath.

　　“She is cold,” I mumbled as I stood up with her in my arms.

　　I walked to the bed and laid her down gently. I lay next to her and I covered us both with blankets. I pulled her to my chest and held her close to me. I buried my nose into her hair and took a deep breath, letting her scent soothe me.

　　“Is she hurt, Logan?” Andrew asked, his voice trembling. “Did she manage to cut herself?”

　　My heart raced.

　　Why didn’t I check that as soon as I walked inside?!

　　But I would be able to see the blood if she was hurt, wouldn’t I? She was okay. She had to be okay.

　　My hands were shaking as I lifted the blanket and looked down at her lower belly. There was no blood. Her shirt wasn’t torn. I reached under her shirt and caressed her soft skin, crying out in relief when my fingers didn’t find any kind of wound on her stomach.

　　“She is okay,” I said. “She didn’t hurt herself.”

　　Andrew cursed loudly and I looked up to see him lean his forehead against the window. Mason placed a hand on Andrew’s shoulder and squeezed it.

　　I looked at Alex whose face was a mixture of fear and relief.

　　“Hunter and I will go talk to Fia,” Alex said and I gave him a small nod. “Mind-link me if anything happens, okay? I won’t be gone long.”

　　“It’s okay, bud,” I said softly. “Go be with your sister. I will mind-link you if I need you.”

　　Alex gulped and looked at Emma.

　　“She is okay, bud,” I told him. “I will make sure that nothing bad happens.”

　　I tightened my hold on her and pressed her even closer to me. She was still shivering.

　　“Go with them, Mase,” Andrew mumbled, but Mason shook his head.

　　“No, Dad,” he argued. “You need me here.”

　　Andrew looked at him and gave him a small smile.

　　“I will be okay,” Andrew said. “At least she isn’t alone anymore. Go be with your mom and Sophie.”

　　Mason tightened his jaw and looked at Emma. I knew how much he loved her. She was like a second mom to him. They always had a very special bond.

　　“Go, Mase,” I told him softly. “We will mind-link you if anything happens.”

　　I really wanted them both out of here. I could barely remember the last time any of us slept or ate. Everything was happening so fucking fast and I knew that they needed a small break.

　　Daisy? I mind-linked her.

　　Is everything okay? She responded immediately. Is Emma okay?

　　She is. I said as I ran my fingers through Emma’s hair. The boys are on their way back. Make sure that they eat something, okay? Don’t let them come back here until they ate and slept.

　　Okay. Daisy said. Is Andrew coming back?

　　He will come back soon. I said. How is my princess?

　　She is still a bit upset. Daisy sighed. She will be better now that the boys are coming back.

　　Thank you, Daisy. I said and cut our mind-link.

　　I looked back down at my baby and gulped. I bent down and kissed her cheek.

　　“Do you think that Sienna will still be there when she wakes up?” Andrew asked quietly.

　　I looked up at him and took a deep breath. We were now the only ones in the cabin.

　　“I don’t know,” I said. “I will deal with her, though. I won’t let her hurt Emma.”

　　Andrew lifted his head and ran his fingers through his hair.

　　“How is this possible, Logan?” Andrew mumbled. “How can that bitch still be here? Why is she still here? What the fuck is going on?”

　　I looked back at Emma and sighed. I caressed her cheek, dragging my fingers along her jaw, and enjoying how her skin felt under my fingertips. The tingles I felt never lost their power. They were exactly the same as the first time I touched her after finding out that she belonged to me.

　　“I don’t know, Andrew,” I said. “But I am not leaving her alone. I will stay here until we can both come out.”

　　I leaned in and kissed Emma’s cheek softly. My heart raced when she furrowed her eyebrows and stirred a little.

　　“Emma?!” I exclaimed as I cupped her cheeks and lifted her head a little.

　　Andrew gasped and I could practically hear his heartbeat increasing.

　　Emma opened her eyes a little and looked at me. Her eyes were back to the color I adored and I almost started sobbing in relief.

　　I looked at Andrew and smiled.

　　“It is her,” I said, my voice trembling. “It is our Emma.”

　　Andrew’s eyes widened and he let out a relieved breath. I looked back at my baby and smiled.

　　“Logan?” she called me quietly. “What are you doing here? You need to leave. It’s not safe.”

　　I shook my head immediately.

　　“That is not going to happen, baby,” I told her. “I am in this with you. I am not leaving you. I am not letting you do this alone.”

　　I meant every word I said. I wasn’t going to leave this room without her. I would endure everything and I would be there for her through everything. She was wrong when she said that this curse was hers. It wasn’t. It was ours and I wasn’t letting her deal with it alone.