Logan POV
I walked into my office and sat down at my desk.
How the f**k was I supposed to focus on my job? How the f**k 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 f**k would I stop myself from killing him?
How the f**k 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
