Pheromonal: One Night With the Alpha novel Chapter 100

Chapter 100: Relief

There’s no way to fight them all, and nowhere to run. But the thought of going peacefully is anathema in my head.

"Stay away from me," I warn them, stepping back until I hit a building. At least no one can sneak up behind me this way. I’d rather see what’s coming at me.

"Nicole, please. We aren’t here to hurt you."

I scoff, but then something familiar hits me. Masculine, wild, achingly familiar. My head snaps to the side so fast my neck protests. Through the haze of settling concrete dust, a tall figure in black approaches with measured steps, each movement radiating power and authority.

My fingers tighten around Princess Paws, trembling at the sight of him.

Logan. The pheromones rolling off him are like a tidal wave cresting. My heart thunders against my ribs as he draws closer, his presence filling the narrow alley.

Princess Paws squirms in my grip, a low purr rumbling through her tiny body. Even she recognizes him, welcomes him.

"Nicole."

His voice is gentle, but I can only stare.

Is it real?

Is that really him?

It has to be him. You can’t just hallucinate this thick cloud of pheromones he’s secreting. It’s enough to dump over this entire alley.

Logan tugs his mask down, and my world blurs through a film of tears. My knees buckle, forcing me to lean against the wall for support. Each step he takes toward me feels like an eternity, yet I can’t move. Can’t breathe. Can’t think.

Princess Paws squirms in my arms, her purrs growing louder as Logan approaches.

Eventually, he’s standing in front of me. Staring. Silent. Still.

"Hi." The word comes out of me as a broken whisper, followed by a laugh that borders on hysteria. The sound catches in my throat, half-sob and half-relief.

His arms wrap around me with careful precision then, as if I might shatter. Maybe I will. The solid wall of his chest against my cheek grounds me in reality, even as my mind spins with the impossibility of this moment.

"Are you okay?" His voice rumbles through his chest, and I feel the tension in his muscles, the rigid way he holds himself.

I press my arms against him, and the sight of purple lines threading beneath my skin makes my stomach clench. The physical reminder of what they did to me. What I’ve become. Does he see it too? The monster they tried to create?

"I finally found you." His words ghost across my hair, tense with emotion.

Logan scoops me into his arms, and I don’t fight it. My muscles feel like water, relief flooding through me as he cradles me against his chest. Princess Paws settles between us, her purrs a steady comfort.

"We’re taking you home."

Home. The word echoes in my mind, sweet and impossible. After this nightmare, home is a dream.

"Okay."

His lips brush my forehead, the tender touch a balm to my battered soul. With gentle care, he adjusts his hold on me, shifting until I’m cradled securely against his solid warmth.

"Damn," Logan mutters. freewēbnoveℓ.com

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