Chapter 333 Straight To The Heart

Ella

The shadows on the ceiling seemed to sway and dance as I lay on the plush bed, the soft linens providing little comfort to my restless mind. Each tick of the ornate clock on the wall reverberated in my ears, amplifying my rising anxiety.

But it was the silence that was the loudest of all, the quiet punctuated only by my shallow breaths.

“Can’t sleep?” a familiar voice echoed in the depths of my mind, its tone soft and playful. Ema.

“Hey, Ema,” I whispered out loud to the wolf within me, grateful for the company. She chuffed in amusement. “You’re thinking about him. I can tell.”

I sighed, turning onto my side, curling up as if shielding myself. “I’m not. I’m just… restless.”

There was a pause, a stillness, before she responded. “Don’t pretend that you’re not worried about him.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m not worried.”

She chuckled, a sound that reverberated through my core. “Ella, after all these years, do you think you can hide your feelings from me?”

“I’m just…” I hesitated, searching for the right words, my heartbeats quickening. “He could be out there doing something dangerous right now. He’s always involved in something risky.”

My wolf hummed, a gentle, soothing sound that seemed to wrap around me. “He’s strong, Ella. And smart. Logan knows how to handle himself.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of,” I whispered, my voice catching. “He might push himself too far. What if something happens?”

filled with understanding. “He’s been living this life long before you came

the rising tide of worry. “I just wish he would confide

protect you, in

bit my lip, my eyes stinging with unshed tears. “I just wish I could be there with

“Your fierceness always did amuse

sheets. There was a beat of silence. “Then maybe you should do something else.

marble floor sent a

in ethereal light. The world seemed peaceful,

the curtains back, I decided to take a walk. Maybe the night air would clear my mind, help

to Logan’s taste for luxury. Every turn revealed ornate artwork, gilded mirrors, and the kind of furnishings one would see in glossy magazines. But for

echoing sounds on the marble floor as I strolled, occasionally stopping to admire a painting or

my stomach emitted an audible growl, pulling me out

I muttered to myself,

eventually stumbled upon a massive double door that opened to reveal an even more impressive kitchen. The counters sparkled with cleanliness, and the steel appliances looked straight

moment, absorbing the size and splendor, before a

dear. Lost,

gray hair was neatly pulled into a bun, and there was a familiar warmth in her

I… I was just looking for something to eat,” I

Wentworth chuckled, her eyes

me to sit at one of

meal was too hard to resist.

bread. As she worked, she started speaking, her voice soft and filled with memories. “You know, I’ve been with Logan’s family since he was a little boy. I watched him

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