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

away the rising tide of worry. “I just wish

voice grew tender, maternal almost. “He’s trying to protect you, in his own way. But it’s okay to be scared. It shows

“I just wish I could be there with him, side by side. To face

“Your fierceness always did amuse me. But for now, try

There was a beat of silence. “Then maybe you should do something else. Distraction, can be a useful

the edge of the bed. The cold marble floor sent a

in a silvery glow, painting everything in ethereal light. The world seemed peaceful, untouched by the storm that raged

Maybe the night air would clear my mind, help calm the whirlwind of emotions threatening to consume

ceilings and grandeur of the rooms I passed seemed endless, a testament to Logan’s taste for luxury. Every turn revealed ornate

feet made soft, echoing sounds on the marble floor as I strolled, occasionally stopping to admire

to lose its meaning, and before l knew it, my stomach emitted an audible

myself, “all

kitchen. The mansion’s labyrinthine design made it a bit challenging, but I 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

moment, absorbing the size and splendor, before

dear. Lost,

hair was neatly pulled into a bun, and there was a familiar warmth in her eyes that immediately reminded

I was just looking for

chuckled, her eyes

She motioned for me to sit at one of the stools by the kitchen island. “Why

homemade meal was too

pulling ingredients from the fridge and spreading condiments on soft 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 grow up, take his

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