Page 54 of The Alpha’s Sin (Forbidden Omegaverse #7)

LOGAN

I t’s been a week.

Seven days of rage.

Seven nights of prowling the roads, the woods, every goddamn back alley I can find, my Wolf half-crazed and my body running on fumes.

Every night, I hunt for Poppy , desperate for even a whiff of her scent. But the trail always goes cold. Dirk was careful— too careful. He covered their tracks, scrubbed her scent away, maybe even had help. She’s nowhere to be found.

When I’m not hunting, I’m driving. Miles and miles, circling the county, going farther each day. Every gas station, every back road, every cheap motel— I’ve checked them all. Nothing . Not a trace. Nobody has seen them.

And then I come home.

Home to the silence. To the nursery down the hall—the one we painted together in soft greens and whites.

The cribs sit empty. The tiny onesies we bought hang limply in the closet, mocking me.

I lean against the doorframe and it feels like my chest is caving in.

My babies should be growing strong inside her, safe and protected.

Instead … I don’t even know where she is.

At night, the bed is too big. Too cold…too empty. Every time I close my eyes, I see her—scared… trembling with Dirk’s filthy hands on her. My Wolf goes feral inside me, howling for blood, demanding we track him down and rip his throat out. And God , I want to. I want to so bad it hurts .

But I can’t—not yet. Not until I find her.

I bury my face in my hands, my whole body shaking with fury and grief. She’s out there somewhere—my mate, my kitten, the only female I’ll ever love. And those babies— our babies.

I swear to the Moon Goddess , I will find her. I don’t know how yet, but I will. Even if I have to tear apart the whole goddamn world, I will bring her home!