Chapter 118. Anger and Pain

Logan’s POV

I walked into my office and sat down at my desk.

How the fuck was I supposed to focus on my job? How the fuck was I supposed to do something when I knew that another man was coming for my mate?

I wondered where he was. Was he close? Would he come to my pack today? Would he come tomorrow? Would it be in a week or in a month? What would I do when I saw him? How the fuck would I stop myself from killing him?

How the fuck would I survive if he took my mate from me?

I wouldn’t. It would kill me.

I buried my face in my hands and groaned.

“I would ask how you are, but that seems like a stupid question.” Drake mumbled as he sat down on one of the chairs opposite me.

I moved my hands from my face and sighed.

“I wouldn’t know the answer to that question anyway.” I mumbled. “I’m barely holding it together.”

I ran my fingers through my hair and took a deep breath.

It was so fucking hard to describe what I was f