~Amber's POV~

I was watching the unknown man sitting on the chair in my brothers' office. His hair was ruffled and dirty, as were his clothes. They were ripped and had stains of dried blood on them.

Whoever this man was, he didn't seem to know it himself. He had walked onto our territory where the patrol guards had caught him. They asked him what his business here was and all he said was that he had too meet the Alpha, and that it was urgent. The man hasn't spoken three words ...