Logan rushed through his breakfast hastily. It was the day he would travel down south to Texas, where his uncle's pack was.

The room was devoid of Aella as Logan walked into it. He sighed with relief and closed his eyes as he viewed the empty room. He had been praying not to meet her in the room; it seemed that the goddess had answered his prayers today.

He was not ready for the emotional strain he knew would be present between them if he had met her in the room. In fact, he wasn't ready for her at all. He wasn't sure he could hear the hurt and anticipation...