Logan's POV

The afternoon sun warms my shoulders as I walk the familiar path through our territory, but something's bothering me. It's been eating at me all morning, this restless feeling that won't let up no matter how many pack reports I review or territory patrols I plan.

I'm heading to the refugee settlement to check on Moira when voices drift through the trees. Two pack members from our original Crimson Eclipse families, standing near the training ...