again.
“What are we going to do, Quinn?” Finn asked the next in command.
“Not sure.” Quinn never looked at him just kept his gaze on Trevor. “I think once we get this all cleaned up we need to convene in the war room and discuss what happened here today.” Quinn dropped his head to his chest and ran a hand through his hair. Finn could feel the agitation rolling off the older man. “Miles hearing voices isn’t good. This could be some horrible trick by the enemy.”
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Finn nodded his head in agreement. Hearing voices was never a good sign, but no one said anything to Miles. “I couldn’t agree more.
But we need to focus on the present right now and what we’re going to do to keep Astrid safe. Those fuckers will come back. If the Warriors of the Dark are anything it’s persistent.”
“That they are.” Quinn rested a hand on his shoulder. “Finish up here then help gather the others. I have a feeling it’s going to be a long night.”
“You got it.” He turned to call for Lawson and Jensen to come with him when his cell phone chimed. He didn’t recognize the number.
“Hello?”
“Are you okay? I’m freaking out here.”
Logan’s voiced rushed across the line, and the stress piling up on his shoulders lifted just a bit. He was happy to hear from his mate, but now wasn’t the time. “Yeah, honey, I’m fine. But I have to ask, are you okay?”
“Am I okay?” Logan shouted into the receiver. “Fuck no, I’m not okay. Something really weird just happened to me, and I think it has to do with you.” There was a pause, and Finn could hear Logan clicking his tongue. “I literally felt pain and fear, but it wasn’t my own. I had an all-consuming need to get to you. What the hell is going on, Finn?”
Now that was the question every paranormal dreaded to hear from a human mate. Because it meant the talk was coming and ultimately the possibility of losing his mate. Finn wasn’t sure where to begin.
With everything that had taken place earlier, this conversation would have to wait.
“Logan, honey, I really want to discuss this with you. I really do, but I’m not sure I can tonight.” It was the truth. He was a warrior above all else, and he needed to help protect those who couldn’t protect themselves, namely Astrid. His sense of loyalty was wearing
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thin though. With every breath he took, his allegiance was starting to shift toward Logan and his safety, not the Warriors of the Light.
“Why not? Are you breaking up with me?” Logan’s voice took on a high-pitch squeal so loud Finn had to pull the phone from his ear.
“How can you dump me? We just met and you pursued me not the other way around, mister. Jeez, just when I start to think I’ve found a keeper, he bales on me.”
Finn listened to his mate babble on and on. He loved how when Logan got flustered, he talked a mile a minute and just kept going, not breaking for air. Life with Logan would never be dull.
“Honey, I’m not breaking up with you. I’d never leave you.
You’re mine,” Finn said. No matter what, he would never leave Logan for any purpose. They were mates, and that was a bond that would last an eternity.
“Oh thank god.” Logan breathed a sigh of relief Finn could hear over the phone. Finn smiled at Logan’s honesty.
“I’m glad you’re good with that.” He chuckled. “But I do have to reschedule our date for tonight. Some work”—Finn racked his brain for a way to best describe the day’s events—“stuff has come up, and I’m needed here.” It was the best he could think of. The thought of lying to Logan didn’t sit well with him. Lies tore people apart, and he had full intentions of laying everything out on the table for Logan as soon as this nasty mess with Astrid was resolved.
“Oh, okay, I can understand that.” Logan took a deep breath. “So when do I get to see you again? Tomorrow? The next day? The day after? What kind of time frame we
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