Some Time Ago

Lucas's POV

Dawn light filters through the hospital room's blinds. Moira sleeps curled against my chest, her breathing finally steady after hours of restless dreams.

Logan shifts in the chair beside the bed, his jaw tight with tension. He's been like this since the attack ended, barely containing the need to hunt down every person who hurt our mate.

'Easy, brother,' I send through our twin bond. 'She's safe now.'

'For how long?' Logan's ...