#Chapter 160 - The Future

Emily The moment we step out of the Pack’s office, I feel the tension in my shoulders begin to loosen, like a river finally allowed to flow after being dammed for years. The air outside feels lighter, fresher, almost like it’s been waiting for me to exhale. I do, letting out a long, shaky breath, my chest rising and falling as if I’ve been holding my very soul inside for far too long. Logan follows closely behind me, his presence steady, grounding, like a protective shield against whatever remnants of fear and doubt still cling to me. We reach the car, and I pause for a moment before opening the door. The city noises feel muted compared to the intensity of the boardroom, the echoes of my own voice still lingering in my ears. I sink into the seat, feeling the leather beneath me, the warmth of the sun filtering through the windshield. For the first time in a long while, I feel a measure of peace — it’s small, fragile, but undeniable. Logan climbs in beside me, adjusting his tie a