Logan POV
My heart was going so fucking fast that I was sure it would jump out of my body.
I was in my wolf form, racing toward the border. Andrew was on my right, and Drake was on my left. We were pissed as fuck.
What did that witch want? If she came here to hurt Emma, I would fucking kill her. I would snap her neck in a fucking second.
‘Let me sink my canines into her, Logan.’ Leon growled. ‘Let me show her what happens when you touch my mate.’
Well, thankfully, she hadn’t touched her. I would never let her touch her.
There was still a chance that the bitch really wanted to talk. I couldn’t kill her if she knew something about Emma. I couldn’t do that to my mate. She’s been trying to learn something about herself for a long time. She deserved to know something. She deserved some answers.
If the witch had the answers, I would make sure that she gave them to Emma.
She wouldn’t leave my fucking pack until she told us everything.