CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINE

"Mate." Andrew's wolf growled, as Andrew lay a sleepy Emily in between the sheets and tucked her in. Andrew froze in motion feeling like he'd been doused with a bucket of ice water.

"Mate." His wolf growled again, this time more loudly and stubbornly. Without warning, the need to protect and ensure that she was okay at all times increased rapidly.

Swallowing, Andrew carefully retracted his hands from her and straightened his body. He stood like a statue for long minutes and stared at her, while his mind was in a frenzy.

What in the whole fuck was that? He screamed into his head. What type of fuckery is this?

Mate. His wolf repeated stubbornly.

A thrill shot down his spine as his wolf growled repeatedly,

Mate. Mate. Mate.

Andrew swallowed and took two steps backwards with his eyes popped open.

Despite his disbelief, his unusual attraction to Emily began to make sense.

He took another step backwards, needing to escape the moment and clear his head. A mirage of emotions ranging from b