Ch. 7

Garrett’s POV

Cassia.

The name suited her.

He and his brother locked eyes over her, and he stepped forward to inspect her more closely.

Her golden hair was an absolute tangle and dirt and blood covered her so that it was hard to tell where her wounds were.

He could tell from smell alone that some of it was hers and some of it was not.

Her black shirt was in tatters - clearly ripped by more than just her wild run through the forest.

He stifled a snarl, quickly glancing at her, anxious that he might wake her, but her breathing remained even.

She wore black jeans that were far too big for her and a battered pair of black sneakers.

She whimpered in her sleep and clutched at Cole’s chest. And both men immediately bent their heads in to be closer to her, shushing her and murmuring that she was safe.

Cracking filled the air and both twins shot murderous looks at their Beta, Delta, and Gamma who shamelessly grinned at them and stepped closer but remained well out