Chapter 117

Logan had pulled away and now with his arm wrapped tightly around my waist he began to walk through the trees that were littered with our pack members who were glaring a head of them. I clung tightly to Logan side scared that he would let me go. "I love you." Logan whispered back. We entered a clearing in the middle of the woods at the same time the bushes and trees rustled on the other side. The air was stolen from me when my father walked through the trees with the same air of arrogance surrounding him. I presumed that it was his pack and the rogues that he most likely paid flanked him on either side, grinning maliciously and eyeing up our pack that glared hatefully back. I couldn't take my eyes off of my dad who was smiling at me. I had seen that smile on his face many times before. It would litter his face before; during and after any beating he would give me and stay on his face for hours. It was a smile that promised pain in the worst way im