Three days passed in the sanctuary cave. Three days of Logan and Mia exploring their new bond, discovering powers that seemed to grow stronger by the hour. Three days of peace before the inevitable confrontation.
"He's coming," Mia said, eyes flashing blue as she sensed movement miles away. "Titus. And he's bringing everyone."
Logan nodded, surprisingly calm. The completed bond had changed him—tempered his rage, focused his strength. "Good. Let's end this."
They emerged from the sanctuary as dawn broke over the mountains. Hand in hand, they walked to a clearing overlooking the valley where Titus and his forces approached.
"I count sixty wolves," Logan said, enhanced vision picking out details among the trees.
"Sixty-three," Mia corrected with a small smile. "Plus Titus."
Logan squeez
