Chapter 214

Xena's POV

She turned around and sighed, looking at me with those eyes that could always read my anxiety. "What is it now? Ama asked, her blonde curls bobbing as she tilted her head.

I felt the anxiety churning in my chest, every second precious time sipping away. My thoughts were like ignited gunpowder, exploding in all directions.

"We need to make a list. We'll have groups of people to transport. leed to tell them exact numbers. Keep family members together while calculating how many vehicles we can fill at once.'

"I can do that," she replied. Though I loved Ama dearly, I needed more hands right now.

"Ryder?" I called through our mind link, the connection between us vibrating with urgency.

"What is it? I'm finishing something up, I'll be there soon. William just briefed me." His voice echoed in my mind, his presence a comforting warmth even through the psychic connection.

"I need Penelope to help organize these plans."

"I'll call Logan, have him contact the office directly. Is that okay?" His tone was steady, grounding me when I felt like I was spinning out of control.

"Thanks," I replied simply, ending the conversation. "Ama, could you help me get this stuff off?" I asked, gesturing to the maps and papers spread across my head.

removed everything, it felt uncomfortable, but once it was gone,

I snatched up the

Logan. What's going on?" My twin's

Penelope's help. We have barely any time before we start sending people through, and-"

Logan cut me off. His voice sounded distant, like he was already

I need Penny to make sure each vehicle arrives on time with the correct number of people. I'll email you both the information, but

time. You need to get our brains working, and figure this shit out," Logan said, irritation edging his

trying," I snapped

give her this number so she can call you. Write it down-it's our house

Logan?" I said quickly before he could

"What?"

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Chapter 214

I–I love you. The three words felt strange coming from y mouth, but I needed to say them.

heart, Logan joked, a small chuckle escaping him.

dead.

forward, impatient for me to finish my call. He was struggling to control his anger, but failing miserably-his Alpha aura was affecting Ama, making her try

clouds gathering, heavy and dangerous. His anger wasn't directed at me, but at the entire situation. Still, that powerful Alpha energy made the air in the room

location for another attack point. The pack house would be right in the middle." I traced the pattern with my finger. "Besides, these tunnels would take years to dig. Not months, and certainly not during the time since I first met Tatum. All of this was planned long before I

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