CHAPTER 112

CHAPTER SIXTEEN - The White Wolf (Part Three) Emma's POV My body was in pain. My soul was tearing apart. My heart felt completely shattered. I didn't want another mate. I didn't need another mate. I had Logan. I wanted Logan. I needed Logan. I loved Logan. Only him, Goddess. Only him. I wanted to scream and cry. I wanted to burn the world to the ground. The panic inside me was increasing. It was getting harder and harder to breathe. Something was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't even speak. Something was sitting on my chest. Something was holding my body in a vice-like grip. I knew that Logan wouldn't mark me again. I knew it. I saw it in his eyes. He was afraid that he wasn't the one. But he was! He was! I knew it! "Emma, love, no," I heard my brother's voice. "We need proof first." I didn't need proof. I knew that he was the one. I couldn't imagine loving someone as much as I loved Logan. I couldn't imagine wanting and needing someone as much as I wanted and needed L