Logan POV

Where are you? I got a mind-link from Andrew.

Home. I answered immediately. Why?

We caught one of the rogues at Drake’s border. Andrew said. He is in the cell.

I’ll be right there. I said as I stood up and walked toward my bedroom.

I reached my bedroom, and a small smile spread across my face.

My mate was in there, rummaging through her closet and throwing some of her dresses on our bed. She was wearing sweats and a hoodie, but she looked fucking fabulous. She could wear a trash bag for all I cared. I would always want her.

I leaned on the doorframe and...