LOGAN
The engine of my car hummed steadily, but my thoughts were anything but calm. The road stretched ahead, dark and endless, but my mind was stuck in the past, on her.
Amada.
Why was she in Shadowcrest? Why?
I gripped the wheel tighter, frustration creeping up my spine. She had called me hours ago, and I ignored her. If I had picked up, maybe I would have an idea of what this was about. But now, I was driving blind into a situation I couldn’t predict.
And I hated that. It's been ages.
I stole a glance at my phone on the dashboard. No new messages. No missed calls. She hadn’t reached out again after I finally answered Cain’s call.
I exhaled sharply, forcing my attention back to the road. My wolf, Blaze, stirred in my mind.
“She’s your past. Why do you care?” he growled.
I knew w
