Logan's POV

Rex's voice crackles through the mind-link, sharp with urgency.

'Alpha, we've got a situation at the main gates. Elderly omega from Silver Ridge territory requesting immediate audience with you and Alpha Lucas.'

My blood turns to ice. 'Armed?'

'Negative. Searched thoroughly. But Logan...' Rex's mental tone shifts. 'He's terrified. Shaking like a leaf but insisting he needs to speak with you both directly. Says it's about ...