Time crept by slowly and it was soon nightfall.
Logan started to get more anxious by the minute. He wanted the night to pass quickly, and hopefully, be able to stop whatever was coming his family's way.
Looking around, he saw Stephanie playing with his cousins while his father and his aunt were talking.
'They know nothing of what might transpire tonight, hopefully, it stays that way.' He thought internally.
It was soon midnight and everyone had gone to bed. His Aunt's husband was still not around which signified that he was with the hunters.
Logan was very vigilant, waiting for what would occur. Three hours later when he was starting to get some hope, thinking maybe the Banshee saw wrong, he perceived a familiar scent, his Aunt's husband, and he was not alone.
'Huh? Why would they attack… don't tell me he knows. Impossible, I didn't do anything to give myself away.' Logan was caught in a dilemma.
