Chapter 23

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Andy POV

The world was pitch black; I couldn't see anything, couldn't feel anything. I moved to get up, but I can't move, why can't I move? I began to panic, my heart racing as I struggle to get up, until I heard his voice.

"I'm not going anywhere Alexi" He sounded exhausted, and defeated. The only thing I wanted to do was reach out and touch him.

"You've been here for weeks. You need to go home!" Alexi argued.

"Enough! I won't leave her." I knew Logan had used his Alpha voice when I felt the power coursing through the room, surrounding us.

"Fine," Alexi snapped, his footsteps retreating, the door slamming.

Logan held my hand, his fingers gripping mine."I love you little one. Please don't leave me."

"I'm not going anywhere, handsome." I whispered, my voice rough and the words painful, but the smile Logan gave me was worth all the pain in the world.

He kissed me, so gently, whispering. "You really need to stop doing this to me, little one."

I heard the door open and felt Alexi put his arms around me, hugging both of us.

"I thought you were dead, little sister." I could feel his tears on the back of my neck as he held me to him.

"It takes more than a silver bullet to kill me." I told him as I hugged him back tighter.

The doctors were genuinely surprised when I recovered, they had believed I was as good as dead. It took days before they released me from the hospital after running every test they could, and some I'm pretty sure I didn't need.

When they finally let me go, Logan wouldn't let me be on my own, he hadn't left my side since I wake up. I'm pretty sure he's worried I'm going to break.

Pulling into the driveway of the pack house, I began to feel much better, I'm finally home, after weeks of being hooked up to machines.

Logan stopped me when I tried to walk upstairs to our room, his fingers intertwining with mine.

"I have a surprise for you little one," he said as he led me towards the back of the house. We finally stopped outside of a simple wooden door. I stared at Logan, waiting for him to explain, but he just opened the door.

"Do you like it?" he asked nervously. I couldn't form the words, the room was painted a beautiful shade of red, and in the middle of it stood a massive white grand piano. It looked just like my mothers, the whole room looked like my mothers studio.

"It's amazing. My mother had one just like it." I said as I walked towards the piano.

"Not like it, little one. It's hers."

"What, how? I thought it was destroyed in the fire?" I asked confused.

"It was damaged but not destroyed, Jackson kept it and some of their things in storage. When Alexi told me about it, I had it repaired for you."

I stared at him, tears streaming down my face, between sobs I said, "Thank you Logan, I love it, I love you."

"I love you too, little one."

Pulling me into him, I rested my head on his chest.

He is my mate, and I am blessed to have this house and the family I have built. I finally have a home. I've been freed from Connor and the hunters who had killed my family, my whole pack.

I still miss my parents, but I'm so grateful to have Alexi and my parents here with me and for Logan. Finally, I feel at home, like I belong somewhere.

Finally, my life was beginning, and I can't wait to see where it would take me next.

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