Logan POV

I kept nuzzling my nose into her neck and hair, hoping to get just a little bit of her delicious scent. But there was nothing. She still smelt like wolfsbane, medicine, and Andrew.

I sighed. I would have to wait.

I ran my fingers through her long, silky hair and leaned my cheek on top of her head.

I just wanted her to open her eyes. I wanted her to speak to me. I needed to hear her voice. I needed to tell her that I loved ...