Chapter 998

Layla's POV

The moment I saw Logan step through the front door with our son in his arms, I collapsed to the floor in tears because I had been praying and hoping that nothing would happen to any of them.

I wouldn't want anything to happen to my pumpkin or even to my husband, Logan.

Not out of weakness…but out of sheer, overwhelming relief.

Little Jason was alive and safe as I watched as his arms were wrapped around his father’s neck, his face buried in Logan’s shoulder.

When I stood up, I didn't waste time as I ran to them, he reached for me.

“Mommy!” he cried out, I didn't waste time as I grabbed him and hugged him tight, burying my face in his soft curls, breathing him in to be sure if it's really my baby I was seeing.

“Oh my baby, my sweet, sweet boy…”

“I’m okay,” he whispered. “Daddy saved me.”

Logan stood behind us, quiet and still. His shirt was torn, knuckles bloodied, eyes shadowed…but when I looked up at