Cod Ghosts Logan Walker Novels & Stories

The door leads to a little shop, seemingly filled with antiques, but like everything else here, there’s a strange aura around it. Logan approaches the cashier and I follow behind him, but I’m too mesmerized by looking around to watch where I’m going. I bump into him when he stops, but he only looks briefly to see if I’ve regained my balance. I clear my throat. His eyes are always so cold that I want to run every time he looks at me. “Nice to see you again, Logan. What do you need?” The man says. “This is my new master, Hazel Ambrose.” He gestures towards me. “But I guess you already knew that,” he adds in a smug tone. “Honestly,” he sighs, “We really do gossip more than humans.”

The cold mountain wind blew through the broken cabin door, damian was still kneeling on the floor, staring at the cut silver ribbon in his hand,the wax seal showed a split wolf crown Boots crunched on the frost outside, captain Logan and 3 Shadow Wraiths ran in, swords out. "Alpha!" Logan said, stopping when he saw the mess. "We saw the door open from the ridge" He froze when he saw the 2 guards knocked out by the kitchen he checked their pulse.