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her. The only thing that had been in her possession was a wooden amulet clutched in her fist. The name Hope Serrien was burned into it.
    She didn’t even know if that was her real name.
    That had been a decade ago and Hope still had no answers. All she had was a nagging sense of duty—that there was some vital task only she could complete. Every day that went by that didn’t reveal her task left her feeling more restless and defeated.
    There was something inside her—some forgotten knowledge she could almost put her finger on. It was there, evading her grasp, but she knew it was there. When Logan had been holding her, she’d almost been able to remember why she was here.
    “I need to go,” said Hope.
    Barb shook her head. “Not until we know what happened. It’s not safe.”
    Hope had to find him. She had to find Logan and figure out what he knew. Maybe he knew who she was. What she was.
    “I’m leaving. Bring me whatever paperwork you need me to sign, but do it fast. I won’t wait.”
    Whoever Logan was, Hope didn’t want him to get far. She was going to find him. And then she was going to force him to give her the answers she needed. One way or another.
     
    Logan met Steve and Pam in their apartment. They were fine. All three of them. Logan called Joseph—the leader of the Theronai—and asked him to send someone to guard them so they could rest. He then did what he could to remove the memory of tonight from their minds. He didn’t want them to worry—didn’t want the memory to draw more demons to them.
    Tomorrow the couple would go to Dabyr, where they’d be safe. After tonight’s attack, living in the city was no longer an option for them. If Logan hadn’t been so close, if the GPS gadget on his cell phone hadn’t made it possible for Steve’s call to go to the closest Sentinel—namely Logan—things would have turned out very different tonight. It served only to display just how fragile their progress truly was.
    As Logan got back in his van, the blond woman’s face danced in his head. It was strange to no longer feel weak and hungry. Even walking inside Steve’s formidable mind had been easy. There was no effort. No strain.
    The power in that woman’s blood was amazing. Too bad Logan knew he had to share.
    Out of habit, he turned on the engine to get some heat before he realized he wasn’t cold. Still.
    Normally, the flush of feeding would have faded by now, leaving him chilled to the bone. For some reason, this time was different.
    Logan dialed Tynan’s cell phone. “We need to meet.”
    “Why?”
    “I have blood to share.”
    “A new source?” The weariness in Tynan’s voice worried Logan.
    “Yes. A young woman. Her blood is strong. It’s possible she may even be a Theronai.”
    “Are you sure?”
    “No. Her blood is different from theirs—unlike any I’ve had before.”
    “We’ll need to find her a suitable mate as soon as possible. Is she currently attached to a male?”
    Logan hadn’t even considered that possibility, but as soon as he did, anger stirred inside him. “I don’t know.”
    “Find out. If she is, find out if her mate is suitably blooded.”
    “And if not?” asked Logan.
    “Remove him from her life.”
    Her face appeared in Logan’s mind, as vivid and clear as if she were sitting next to him. She had a sweet face. Kind, amber eyes the color of autumn sunset. Not only was she lovely, she was obviously caring as well. Why else would she have stayed to help him at great risk to her own life?
    “I won’t do that,” said Logan. “I won’t hurt her.”
    “We both know she’ll be happier paired with a mate of our choosing.”
    “Who’s to say that’s true? It’s not something we can prove, simply something we tell ourselves to relieve the guilt of what we must do.”
    Tynan’s voice hardened. “All of our matches are happy ones. We make sure of that.”
    “What if we’re wrong, just this one time? I can’t let that happen.”
    “Then I’ll