True Luna novel (Emma and Logan) novel Chapter 77

Chapter 77 Waiting

Logan POV

I was standing in the middle of the forest, looking at the entrance to the cave systems.

My body was buzzing with the need to kill.

‘Are you ready Leon?’ I asked my wolf.

‘Let me out.’ He growled, clawing at my insides.

‘Soon.’ I said, taking a deep breath. ‘We need to wait just a little longer.’

Leon growled, and I felt a wave of rage hit me. He was more than ready.

“Anything?” Andrew asked quietly.

I shook my head.

We didn’t know how to handle the

witches. We didn’t have time to find our own, and I didn’t want to wait. The

dream where I saw Emma shook me. If it was real and if she was really ready to give up, I would never fucking forgive myself if I waited around to find a fucking witch who would be willing to help us.

I wouldn’t even have time to forgive myself. I would follow my mate. I wasn’t going to live without her.

We decided to wait until I felt Emma being tortured again. We decided to attack once the witches were occupied with Emma.

I am sorry, baby. I mind-linked her. I am so sorry. We are here, my love. We will get you out. I am so sorry that we have to use you like this. I am so fucking sorry. I love you, baby. I am here, and I

will get you out as soon as I can, okay? Just hold on a little longer. Just a little bit longer, baby.

I knew that she couldn’t hear me. But I felt better talking to her. Maybe, just maybe, she could hear me, but she couldn’t respond. I needed to give her assurance. I needed to give her

strength. I needed her to hold on a little bit longer.

I looked at Andrew. He was on the edge. He looked fucking feral. I knew that all hell would break loose once he let

Asher out.

“How is Asher doing?” I asked my Beta.

“He is ready to kill.” Andrew growled, keeping his eyes fixated on the entrance to the cave systems.

“Same with Leon.” I mumbled. “He

wants out.”

“I’m having trouble keeping Asher in.” Andrew growled quietly.

I could see his muscles clenching in an effort to stop his shifting.

“Are you trying to mind-link her?” I asked him.

He nodded, tightening his jaw.

“I keep talking to her.” he said. “I’m hoping that maybe she can hear me, but she can’t respond.”

“Me too.” I sighed.