Hunter’s anger was bubbling just beneath the surface, a hair’s trigger from exploding. He finally found out why Liam had stormed off to confront Callum, gutsy move, claiming his mate like that. The racket outside yanked him out of his head.
Stepping out, he found James planted on the porch.
“Got a message for you. Inside?” James jerked his chin toward the door.
Hunter nodded, let him in, and shut it behind them.
“Chloe’s got a feeling she’s being watched. Sent me to tell you to meet her at Deep Bayou. Said the heart’s faded.”
Hunter’s head snapped up. “Say that again.”
“The heart faded,” James repeated, barely getting the words out before Hunter pulled him into a quick, rough hug.
“Best damn news I’ve heard in weeks. Thanks.”
“Yeah,” James shrugged, giving him a nod before heading
