Elle Point of view

It's Logan. My Logan. My mate.

When I saw him outside the palace waiting for me I just wanted to run and not let him go. I wish he would just lock me in his room and not leave me there — even though I knew it was impossible for that to happen.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I thought I would touch him again. But the woman who will hold him is very different from the woman he used to hold.

When I saw that he held out his hand to me. I knew I was safe. That I have nothing more to...