Seventy Five.

Logan’s POV

I had already built a small army, preparing them for what we might face. They had known that something was wrong, they just couldn’t bring themselves to ask. I wasn’t always an easy going Alpha, I liked to keep my guard when it came to my private life.

We were already making a move when I felt the searing pain radiate out from the mark on my chest. I may not be able to link her but my mark could tell me everything that I needed to know about if she was safe or not. She was in danger.

Freya was keeping me informed from her hde out. But she hadn’t seen Lana either. It was like she was being kept locked up and I hated it.

My problem wasn’t just Blake anymore, he had started something that there was no coming back from. A war with the vampires and either way there was going to be a lot of deaths. Deaths that could have been prevented.

The second time the pain fired out along my chest, it brought me to my knees. The way it radiated through me, I thought this was it. For a mome