True Luna novel (Emma and Logan) novel Chapter 81

Chapter 81 Save Her

Logan POV

The anger I felt was indescribable.

My baby was chained. She was hanging from the ceiling. Her arms were above her head. She was unconscious. Her head was hanging on her chest. Her clothes were practically gone. I could see her skin. It was black and blue and covered in cuts and burns.

Oh, I was going to enjoy killing these fucking witches.

I let out a loud growl, and the witches looked at me.

They couldn’t break out of the spell. They tried to focus on us, but they couldn’t. They tried to hit Andrew with the spell, but it wasn’t strong enough to do any damage.

Both Andrew and I jumped up at the same time.

I felt my canines piece through one of the witches’ necks. I could taste her disgusting blood on my tongue and in my mouth.

They tried to fight back. They tried to hit us with spells, but their milky eyes were unfocused. They couldn’t do shit. They were too distracted by their spell, and we were too fucking strong for them to fight us off without their magic.

I knew the exact moment when they stopped torturing my mate because the milkiness in the eyes of the last witch disappeared.

She screamed and lifted their hands. She wanted to hit me with a spell, but Asher was faster. He jumped, grabbed her by the back of her neck, and took

the head right off her shoulder.

I watched the life inside of her disappear.

I growled, shifted back, and turned toward Emma.

My baby!

“Fucking shit!” Drake screamed, staring at Emma. “Is she alive?”

Drake tried to touch her, but my loud growl stopped him.

No one will touch her! She was mine!

MINE!

I ran toward her, wrapping my arms around her waist. Tingles and sparks spread through my body.

“Emma, baby, I am here.” I said, my

voice trembling. “I am here. You are going to be okay, baby.”

I lifted her gently, so that the pressure of hanging from the fucking ceiling would be gone.

“Somebody get these fucking chains off!” I screamed.

Andrew was next to me, cupping her cheeks and lifting her head.

My stomach twisted painfully. Her face was as bad as her body. What did they do to her?

“Emma, love, can you hear me?” Andrew asked, his voice trembling.

She was alive. I was sure of it. I could still feel our bond. I could feel that she was still with me. I could feel that she didn’t leave me.

I watched as Jacob removed the chains from her wrists. He had a pissed off

look on his face, but his cheeks were strained with tears.

As soon as he removed the chains, Emma’s body fell into my arms. I wrapped her legs around my waist and leaned her head on my shoulder.

“I am here, baby.” I mumbled, trying to stop myself from crying. “I am here. You will be okay, baby.”

“We need to hurry up, Logan.” Andrew said, his voice shaking. “We need to get her to Wren.”