Six.

Logan’s POV

Uncle Liam links me before I even make it to the training ground. Gut instinct tells me that he is about to ruin my fun!

“I need you to come see me, now.” I roll my eyes, ready for the warning he was going to give me.

“I’m on my way to training. ”

“There is no training taking place today.” There’s worry in his tone. It wasn’t like Liam to ever be worried. He was usually so chilled.

“You need to come to my house. Now!”

“Fine, I am on my way!” I snap through the link

Taking a detour, I make my way to his house, where he is sat nursing a glass of whisky. His eyes flicker up to me as he kicks out a chair and tells me to sit. His brow is wrinkled as he concentrates on his glass. His frown makes him look old. Is this what Alpha life held for me?

“Where are the others?”

His house was normally packed with the rest of his brood, but he was here, alone.

“You’re aunt has some news about the twins.”

“Aunty Kendra is helping?” I was shocked because I was more powerful than her and yet I wasn’t allowed to join in the search. Aunty Kendra wasn’t really my aunty, she was mom’s best friend since I was a baby. She was also the one who taught me to control my gift.

Uncle Liam nods his head and takes another swig before refilling the glass.

“If she doesn’t make it back!”

“I know, I know. You will blame me.” I grumble. Not everything around here was my fault.

He shakes his head at me.

“I will never forgive myself.”

There was a huge change in the atmosphere and I take the seat. 

“Well, what is it and why haven’t you told my father? I am not the Alpha yet.”

“Because it will break him. Logan, you are the future Alpha, you have to keep a level head. None of us know what’s in store for you.”

“So you wanted to give me a pep talk. I thought you said you had some news on the twins?”

“Kendra thinks they are dead.” He comes straight out with it and I feel my jaw drop.

“Huh?” He couldn’t be talking about them. He would have gone to my father, not me.

“Logan, you know exactly who I am talking about.”

“No! She is wrong!”

“Logan, she is certain.”

“No. I would know, I would be able to tell If my sisters were dead. Where is Aunty Kendra? If she thinks they are dead, I want to hear it from her. Not from the husband!”

He slams the glass down on the table. The glass shattered as it made contact with the wood. The shards piercing his hand.

“She’s….” His eyes glaze over before he has a chance to answer me. I felt sick, something was wrong. Something with the twins. Aunty Kendra couldn’t be right. But I knew deep down that my aunty does not make mistakes.

Standing up, I go to leave when I feel it, I feel the pull on my heart followed by the nausea that hits my stomach. I struggle to catch my breath as I try to stand. An ache spreads through every inch of me. Someone was tearing my family apart as I stood here, wasting time.

The twins' screams echo in my head, I could feel their pain, how scared they are. But it wasn’t just them, my link to Lana opens, she was with them. A link that I had no control over.  The last time it had opened between us, she had been in danger. She was with them, was she about to die too?

Liam steadies me as the pain radiates through my body, making my muscles spasm. Almost like my wolf was trying to come forward.

“FUCK!” I roar and turn, stumbling as I leave. I had to get back to the packhouse!

Everything starts to spin and I feel trapped. Pulling the bracelet from my wrist, I shove it in a pocket. I don’t care what my father said. I am finding them before it is too late!

Crashing in through the door, I find mom sobbing against my father. His eyes glance to me and then down to my wrist. He nods his head in approval.  I didn’t need his approval, I was going to find them. I was going to find all three of them, no matter what it took.

Using the office, I toss the bracelet on the desk, I wouldn't be wearing it again. Concentrating on the photo my father had of the twins, I search for them.

It was dark, the image distorted. I couldn’t see them at first. But as the blur became clearer, I could see the disgusting state that they had been left in. Their heads had been removed from their bodies. Every limb broken, but they had still tried to hold on to each other in their final moments.

I was too late.

They were in a building of some sort, a building that I didn’t recognise. It was run down, the ceiling caved in in places, broken windows, some were boarded up. The twins bodies were alone.

Where was Lana?

As I look around, I suddenly see her. My mate. 

She wasn’t injured, not a single thing seemed out of place, but she was standing over the twins, her brown eyes focussed on them. She had never been the one in danger, she was the one who had killed them.

Why was it her? Why was she with my sisters? Rage floods through me as I struggle to think clearly.

How could I be mated to someone so vile? To someone that kills her own kind?

“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!” I scream at her through the link. I see her panic, her eyes wide as my words rattle through her head.