ANDREW'S POV
"Help!" I hear the cry for help again.
Fuck, I hope Amaranth is already with Everly.
My wolf and I reluctantly turn around and go in the direction of the voice.
I can smell a weird scent, is a mixture of red wine and cedarwood, and I faintly smell cherries.
Guided by the scent, I go towards the forest, and I see her. A delicate figure, on the ground, she has scratches and bruises all over, she is practically naked, her clothes are shreds.
Her chocolate eyes look at me, seeking some compassion. I feel bad for her, I wonder how did she end up here like that?
"Please, I need help." She says extending her hand towards me.
"Who are you? What happened to you?" I ask, picking her up in my arms.
"Please, I need help, I've been running." She can barely speak, so I let her
