‘No. We followed the tracks to the river. But Salena, it’s weird. This guy doesn’t have a scent. I can’t smell anything. The tracks are there, but no scent.’
‘So, it is the stalker, then?’
‘Yes.’
The ball of anxiety in my body is growing by the minute.‘He was so close.’
‘I know. Do you think he was after Logan? To get to you?’
I stretch my neck from side to side and release a deep, internal sigh. I just want this to be over with. My pulse skyrockets knowing Logan is in danger, and the need to protect him with every fiber of my being is overwhelming. Logan suddenly gathers me in his arms, his hand resting gently on the back of my head.
‘Your eyes were glowing, Salena, get it together,’ Kai’s voice floats down the mental link.
My hands grip Logan’s shirt at his sides. ‘Did they see?’I ask.
‘No, I don’t think so. You must have made a noise and Logan pulled you to him.’
I take a deep breath and re-focus on the conversation.
“We'll assign a patrol to stay outside tonight,” Milo says, directing this at Logan.
Logan is still holding me to his chest, and I step back, his hands falling to my lower back, concern on his face.
“Thanks, Milo,” I murmur, ignoring Kallie, who is waiting by the front door.
“No problem, Miss Cartwright. This person is bound to make a mistake. When they do, we will be ready.”
Logan shakes Milo’s hand and leads him to the door and opens it for Kallie and Milo. He completely overlooks Kallie, and I glance over to watch them head to the car. Kallie turns to stare at me, anger and jealousy shine in her eyes. I pivot away from her and look at Logan.
“I should go,” I state.
Logan’s hands land on my shoulders. “Please stay.”
I nibble on my bottom lip and quickly look out the open doorway. A primal instinct rises inside of me, demanding I go hunting, eager to track my prey. To find the person responsible for hurting Logan.
Logan’s warm hands side down my arms and grab hold of my hands. “Please.”
My stomach twists with indecision.
‘Stay, sis, you need each other. We will keep looking. We have rounded the pack.’
‘I should be out there.’
‘No, you need to sort things out with Logan.’
Logan squeezes my hands. “Hey, are you okay?”
I blink, breaking my connection with Kai, and stare up at Logan. I reach up, lightly touching his cheek, and his eyes fall shut as he leans into the touch. My thumb runs over his scars and Logan’s breath comes out stuttered.
“I missed you,” he whispers, opening his eyes. Warmth spreads all the way to my toes at his words and I stare up into his eyes, the blue seems to glow as he stares at me, making my pulse speed up.
“I missed you, too.”
He wraps his arms around me. “Can you forgive me?”
My mouth opens, but then shuts again. I have already forgiven him. I am overcome by an inexplicable need to stake my claim on him. Mark him in a way that indicates he is off limits.
“I forgive you. But Logan, if another woman so much as touches you, I will claw their eyes out.” I speak softly to keep the growl from rumbling up my throat.
