Logan's POV

As his body collapsed, the full moon slowly began to fade, signaling the end of the ritual we had gone through. My adrenaline was still high as I stared at Adolf, my friend who had fought so hard. When it was all over, he lay still, but I could feel a little movement from him. His breathing became more steady, and slowly, his eyes opened.

"Adolf..." Emma's voice sounded, full of emotion and worry. She ran to her son and hugged him tightly, tears streaming down her face. Seeing that moment, my heart trembled. There was something so pure in their meeting, a bond of strength that could...