  I couldn't feel my body. I felt weightless as I sank to the floor successfully landing onto my knees and holding myself upright in a seating position as I sat back. I could see Logan crouching down in front of me, his expression showing nothing but worry as his lips moved quickly. I knew he was speaking to me but I couldn't hear anything apart from a faint ringing sound, my eyes were no longer focusing.

  

      I felt myself become numb as I processed the letter and the meaning behind it. It was clear that my dad had found us and he knew where we were and who we were with. He no doubt knew who Logan was and what I was to him judging by the threat and why he had addressed the letter to Logan.

  My mum and I were no longer safe; we would never be safe and we were both stupid to think that we would ever be able to escape him. When we had been living with my dad he had made it clear that if we ever tried to escape that bad things would happen to the both of us. He had promised us that if by some miracle we did escape him that he would find us and he would have us begging for mercy. At the time I had never taken his threats seriously as I had never expected to escape from him, but now that we had escaped I knew his threats were real as he had done what he had promised, he had found us and now all he had to do was get us.

  

      There was no point in running away again as much as the idea appealed to me. I knew that he would find us as he was watching our every move. The pack offered us some sort of protection even if my dad was not someone who should be taken lightly as he wa

  "Uh hi," I muttered nervously as I stared at the other guy in the room that occupied one of the arm chairs, "I hope I'm not interrupting anything, I can come back later?"

  

      Logan smiled and shook his head as he stopped in front of me, "It's about time for a break anyway."

  

      "Oh," I said with a small smile.

  

      The sound of someone's throat being cleared had me looking away from Logan's chocolate coloured eyes that had drawn me in and towards the other male in the room that was now standing with a huge grin on his face as his pale blue eyes darted between the two of us.

  

      "Esme this is Samuel, my best friend and Beta," Logan introduced Samuel who was now holding his hand out for me to shake, "Samuel this is Esme, my little mate and Luna."

  

      I found myself looking up at Logan. I was looking for his permission to shake Samuel's outstretched hand.

I couldn't feel my body. I felt weightless as I sank to the floor successfully landing onto my knees and holding myself upright in a seating position as I sat back. I could see Logan crouching down in front of me, his expression showing nothing but worry as his lips moved quickly. I knew he was speaking to me but I couldn't hear anything apart from a faint ringing sound, my eyes were no longer focusing.
  
      I felt myself become numb as I processed the letter and the meaning behind it. It was clear that my dad had found us and he knew where we were and who we were with. He no doubt knew who Logan was and what I was to him judging by the threat and why he had addressed the letter to Logan.

Chapter 63