Logan’s POV
I left my room with a spring in my step and practically jumped down the stairs three at a time. Nothing was going to change my mood today. I could just feel it in my bones, today was going to be great, although hard. I had lost more warriors than I had bargained for in the battle and, devastatingly, two women and one child who hadn’t made it to the safe room in time. But today was about celebration and honouring their lives. We wanted to make it as happy an event as we could for their loved ones and for them watching down on us.
I stopped on the second floor and decided to check in on Darius before I headed out to the border control. He had been bed-ridden, pack doctor’s orders, for the last week and I could tell it was starting to do his head in. Not to mention the fact that
