Logan’s POV
“Urgh, I hate queuing. What’s the point in all of this new technology to check into flights faster if it doesn’t actually work,” I grumbled, tapping my foot and crossing my arms. I have never been the most patient person in the world, but today I was more agitated than usual. I had an awful night’s sleep again, full of disturbing nightmares. This time, the voice wasn’t calling to me but to Elias. I was in wolf form sprinting through an eerie wood after the majestic voice, but I could never find it. Something was more sinister in this dream than the previous. The voice was desperate. Seeking my help.
I just needed to board this flight and get home. I’m sure it was just anxiety over the upcoming war and having to organise and train so many wolves in just a matter of days. But w
