My heart skipped a beat at the mention of the sorcerer. “Diggy told me he killed Cara, Archer"s daughter.” Even as I said it, I regretted it. The pain that flashed in his eyes was so intense, so unexpected, I wanted to kick myself to next Sunday and back again. I got up, but didn"t go to him. There was a distant air about him, a driving vibe that seemed to push things–people–away, that wanted no shape of comfort. “I"m sorry, that was insensitive of me.”
Logan took a deep breath, composing himself, clearing the pain from his eyes. “No,” he waved a hand in the air, “that"s alright. I suppose you"d want to know. It"s your right as a clan member.”
“You–you two were close?” I asked. Of course they were. Didn"t he tell me Archer raised him? However, nothing he could have said would have shocke
