Logan's Pov
After my little guilt trip down memory lane, I couldn't wait to get home and talk to Liam. If we were going to lead this pack effectively, we had to be on the same page. My recent avoidance of him had hurt him, and as twins, we'd always been inseparable. I couldn't let that change now. I genuinely loved my baby brother. "Look at me getting all sentimental," I muttered to myself.
As I pulled up to the pack house, relief washed over me when I spotted Liam's truck parked out front. He’d spent the day at Crystal Moon finalizing the alliance between our packs, and I wasn’t sure he’d be back yet. Given I wasn't expected until tomorrow night, he had no reason to rush home. But, being the homebody he was, I should've known he'd be here.
I figured I could convince him to grab a drink
