“Tanner’s flight had to divert south,” he said, setting the device aside.“The blizzard’s grounded all incoming flights for at least three days.”
I set down my tea, considering the implications.“Good,” I said finally.When he sees what we’ve built here, he’ll know this town isn’t just surviving.It’s thriving."
As the clock ticked toward midnight, peace settled over me.The road ahead wouldn’t be easy.We still had negotiations with Tanner, the continuing recovery of the town’s sick, and the long process of environmental remediation.But with Logan by my side, I was ready for whatever came next.
I closed my eyes, his heartbeat steady under my ear.For now, everything was perfect.It was just us, the fire, and the promise of a future neither of us had imagined possible weeks ago.
Logan’s breathing deepened, his chest rising and falling in a rhythm that lulled me toward sleep.His body radiated heat like a furnace, warming me from the outside in as our bond warmed me from the inside out.My last conscious thought before sleep claimed me was how perfectly we fit together, not just physically, but in all the ways that mattered.Two lone wolves who had found their pack in each other.
As sleep claimed us both, I dreamed not of buildings or equipment, but of the lives we would touch.Children who had been pale with illness running through town with rosy cheeks and bright laughter.Elderly shifters regaining their strength, standing tall once more.Miners and farmers receiving care they never could afford before, their relieved faces as I told them, “No charge.”Pregnant mothers safely delivering their babies without traveling hours away to the nearest city.The whole town, thriving and healthy, gathering at community health workshops.
The billionaire’s gift wasn’t just steel and concrete.It was Logan’s way of showing he believed in my vision of healing this community that had become our home.
