Logan POV
Where are you? I got a mind-link from Andrew.
Home. I answered immediately. Why?
We caught one of the rogues at Drake’s border. Andrew said. He is in the cell.
I’ll be right there. I said as I stood up and walked toward my bedroom.
I reached my bedroom, and a small smile spread across my face.
My mate was in there, rummaging through her closet and throwing some of her dresses on our bed. She was wearing sweats and a hoodie, but she looked f*****g fabulous. She could wear a trash bag for all I cared. I would always want her.
I leaned on the doorframe and crossed my arms over my chest.
“Maybe you could help me instead of just standing there and staring at me.” Emma said, glancing at me over her shoulder.
“I like the view.” I said, smirking. “Also, I don’t know s**t about
