Andrew POV
It’d been three days since the fucker took her.
It had been three days since I last saw her. It had been three days since the last time I hugged her. It'd been three f*****g days since I last heard her voice.
Logan and I were both stuck in mid-shift. Neither Asher nor Leon wanted to retreat. My hands were covered in fur, and my claws were out all the time. Logan’s canines were always on display, and his claws kept slipping out. We just couldn’t contain our wolves.
It'd been even harder since Logan felt her pain. They were torturing her. They were experimenting on her.
On her. On my Emma. On my little sister. On my pup.
I will f*****g kill them all. I will rip them to f*****g pieces. Nothing would be left of them once I was done.
I would especially enjoy torturing Samuel
