CHAPTER ONE – Her
Andrew’s POV
I walked into Logan’s office and sighed. I would never get used to the sight of him kissing my sister.
She was sitting on his lap with her arms wrapped around his neck.
Logan heard my sigh and chuckled.
“It’s been a year,” Logan said. “Get used to it.”
I sat down and frowned at him, “I don’t see that happening anytime soon.”
Emma chuckled and shook her head.
“When is Drake arriving?” I asked, changing the subject.
Logan glanced at his watch.
“In about an hour,” he said, looking back at me. “His sister is coming with him.”
I didn’t know that he had a sister. That man never shared anything about himself. He was a great guy and friend, but we didn’t know much about his private life.
“He has a sister?” Emma asked curiously.
Logan looked at her and nodded. “I didn’t know either. She is younger than him, I think.”
“I hope that she is as nice as Drake,” Emma said, making Logan frown.
I smirked. Emma was his mate and his wife, and he was still jealous. It was funny.
Emma sighed and rolled her eyes. “Stop frowning, will you? It’s an observation. We both know that he is a nice man.”
Logan chuckled and shook his head. He placed a kiss on her shoulder and smiled.
“I am sorry, my love,” he said. “It’s hard to give up old habits.”
Emma smiled and looked up at me.
“Are we having dinner tonight?” she asked me.
We had a tradition of always having dinner together on Friday. Life was busy. Emma was now a Luna. She wasn’t living at home anymore. There were days when we didn’t even get to see each other outside of our offices. I hated that. She hated that. She was my sister, and I wanted to see her out of work. I wanted to talk to her about something other than budgets, borders, and supplies.
So we came up with dinners on Friday. She would come home, I would make us something to eat, and we would watch our favorite movies and talk about anything other than our jobs.
“Of course,” I smiled. “I can’t wait.”
Emma smiled brightly. Logan tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and kissed her cheek.
I started getting up, but then I remembered the reason I came here in the first place.
“I came here to talk to you about the patrol,” I said as I sat back down. “We have an issue at the eastern border.”
“What kind of issue?” he asked, frowning.
Emma looked at me worriedly.
“Rogues,” I sighed. “Alpha Rick is letting them roam around his territory. He is doing a terrible job at keeping his borders safe.”