LOGAN'S POV
As I found myself engulfed in the deepest of struggles, it seemed as if the universe had conspired against me. In the stark solitude of my thoughts, I grappled with the weight of my past decisions. Questions swirled in my mind, seeking elusive answers that would not reveal themselves. Did I abandon my pack in their time of need, leaving them to fend for themselves against the voracious jaws of the predators that surrounded us? Was it my fault, or was it the cruel hand of fate, punishing me for my perceived betrayal?
Despite the overwhelming sense of helplessness that threatened to consume me, a flicker of determination ignited within. I knew I couldn't simply stand idle, a mere spectator to the trials that beset my people. With a sense of urgency, I hastily donned my attire, preparing to venture out into the treacherous unknown. Vivian, with her unwavering loyalty, pleaded to accompany me, her eyes pleading with a fervent plea that tugged at my heart.
