CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX – The dream

　　Logan POV

　　My heart was beating like crazy.

　　One second I had my mate in my arms, and the next I was jumping up and looking around my office.

　　I was in pain again. They were torturing her again. I could still hear her screaming.

　　No.

　　No, no, no, no, no.

　　Fuck!

　　“What happened?!” Andrew shouted, making me look at him.

　　My canines were out, and I was growling. I didn’t even notice it.

　　“Logan?” Andrew called me again, placing the map down on the coffee table.

　　“I saw Emma.” I mumbled quietly.

　　“What?” Andrew asked, his eyes widening.

　　I looked down at my hands. I just touched her. I just felt her. I just tasted her. It was so real.

　　It couldn’t have been a dream.

　　The pain ripped through me, but I didn’t pay attention to it. I needed to move and find her. Right the fuck now.

　　“I saw Emma.” I repeated a little bit louder, staring down at my hands.

　　I just felt her skin on my fingertips. I just felt the warmth of her mouth on my tongue.