CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN

…"Who are you? Who the fuck sent you? And what the fuck are you doing in my territory?"

Brown swallowed and tried sitting up as his injured limbs snapped back into their rightful positions.

Andrew heaved, fisted, and released his fingers repeatedly as his thoughts ran all over the place.

Emily. His wolf fidgeted.

Andrew's patience was running out. He needed to go in search of Emily pronto, his mind was already making up crazy assumptions and none of them ended with Emily sitting safely on the tree as he had left her. As precious minutes passed by, he was tempted, as he watched Brown groan in pain and drag himself towards a tree and then rest his back on it, to find a cave or some sort of hiding place and bind him to it so he could come back later and go in search of Emily.

"I have no name. I was trained to be no one…" Brown started, after making himself comfortable.

Andrew eyed his features. Brown didn't look like any of the pack members. His lean stature, tan skin, and long blue hai