December 1st excerpt:

Dean hesitated when he heard the small voice cut across the quiet morning air.

Logan.

He’d become so tied up in his repairs, he’d forgotten all about the other hunter. A smile quirked at the edge of his lips as a thought occurred to him.

Logan probably wouldn’t like it.

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