Page 51 of The Cursed Wolf King

“You’ll wake up soon.”

With my hunter prowess, I touched the right spots and Eve fainted into my arms. I adjusted her dress so it became a makeshift stretcher and tied the ropes around her shoulder, hanging them loosely over my shoulder and hip.

My wolf did not like it one bit, but even he understood.

I started out on foot, carrying her in my arms until wereached softer fields. There, I could shift and drag my mate through the softest paths I could find en route to my bike.

I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing, and my packmates were going to lose their shit.

But the Shadow Moon Goddess wasn’t wrong on this one.

As we reached the fields, I swept her hair out of her face, shifted, and we took off toward Orion.

24

EVE

“Youdraggedme.” The words exploded from my mouth the second I could find my footing, my legs shaky but stubbornly upright as I stumbled away from him.

“Are you hiding?” he asked, sounding neither amused nor worried.

“I’m taking a moment.”

I still couldn’t believe what was happening, despite my condition. My hair clung to my face, damp with sweat and dirt, and the hem of this awful dress was torn and muddy. My entire body felt raw, scraped, and bruised.

Logan didn’t flinch. He didn’t even look at me as he pulled his clothes out of the small bag strapped to the back of his bike and started dressing, his movements calm, methodical. The perfect picture of a wolf who thought he had everything under control.

I, on the other hand, was a literal mess.

“You were knocked out. Gently, I might add.” He pokedhis head out from behind the tree. “Need I remind you that I came to kill you? The fact that you’re here at all right now is because I’m still undecided on what to do with you. Being dragged isn’t the greatest of your concerns.”

“And you’re going to drag me to your pack like I’m some sort of prize?”

“No,” he said simply. “I’m taking you back because it’s the only place you’ll be safe while I decide what happens next.”

“So I’m your prisoner.”

“Would you have preferred I left you there?” His tone was even as he buttoned his shirt with the kind of focus I wanted to slap off his face. “You’re alive, for now.” He finally turned to me, his face unreadable. He set his palm on my cheek, and I flinched. Then everything in me suddenly relaxed. “You’re alive, and you’re here. That’s what matters.”

I opened my mouth to argue, but nothing came out. He was right—I was alive. For now.

My freedom had been my dream for so long, the one thing that kept me going. After everything I’d endured, I was here. With him.

Logan’s jaw tightened. “I’m not your enemy, Eve,” he said softly, but still unyielding. “You don’t have to trust me, but as I said, you’re coming with me.”

I wanted to scream, to push him, to demand answers to the hundred questions swirling in my head. Including why when he touched me my mind emptied of every thought. Like magic, like a spell.

Like a curse.

The Heraclids. Grayson. My wolf stirred weakly withinme, as if to remind me that she was still there, still watching. Still waiting.

For now, this was the best choice I had.

“You make a habit of tying up unconscious women?” I asked even as exhaustion tugged at my limbs. “Or is this just a me thing?”

“Just you.” Then he added, “You don’t make it easy to save your life.”

I sighed, running a hand through my tangled hair. “Fine,” I muttered, my voice barely audible. “If you so much as think about dragging me again?—”

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