Third Person POV
Logan peered down at his sister, her black and red hair displayed across the pillow, her breathing even and deep, her eyes closed, though he could still see dried tears on her cheeks. She had cried herself to sleep and he felt a pang as he slowly, gingerly, climbed out of the bed, not wanting to disturb her, but needing to go to the bathroom. She rolled over slightly and he panicked, thinking he had accidentally woken her, breathing out in relief as she continued to softly snore, before he tiptoed into the bathroom to do his business. He glanced down at the bloody clothes on the floor and quietly mind-linked an omega, opening his bedroom door and waiting for them to emerge in the corridor.
He ushered them to the bathroom, the omega staying silent as they gathered the cl
