Chapter 111. The White Wolf (2)

Logan’s POV

I heard her wrong.

I had to have heard her wrong.

There was no way, no fucking way, that there was another man who…

No.

I fucking heard her wrong.

“What?” Andrew growled, breaking the silence that followed after the woman’s last words.

The witch looked at Andrew and took a deep breath.

“The witches decided to curse the White Wolf with two true mates.” she said. “They knew that would create a war.”

She said it again. She said two true mates, didn’t she?

Did I hear that wrong? Was something wrong with my ears?

Leon was still. Too fucking still for my liking. I couldn’t even reach him.

“I don’t understand.” Emma mumbled, making me look at her.

She was mine. I was her true mate. She was my true mate. There wasn’t another man for her. There wasn’t another man who would take her from me.

“The witches wanted a war between the packs.” Anna started explaining. “The wanted them to kill each