Chapter 53: LOGAN

Back at the compound, we all headed for the Commander's place without question. It was the first time since the night we'd buried him that we were going in like this. Even when our homes were being built, we preferred to sleep outside in tents than to invade his territory, but somehow this felt right.

I knew from their somber moods that we were all on the same wavelength. I just needed the kid to tell me what he knew and what, if anything, he could remember from back then.

I didn't lift the shields on my house yet, and neither did Con; until we were in there with eyes on their asses, I don't think either of us was gonna feel comfortable doing that. It wasn't a small thing that we were shot at tonight. I knew our blood was still up, which meant Gaby's pussy was in for a workout again, damn. I'm gonna owe her, and she's probably gonna try to hit me up with this wedding shit again, fuck.

We headed for the study, and Con went right for the liquor, which was right w