C72 The Rogue King

Andrew’s POV

I ran out of the packhouse, looking around frantically.

“Get to the safe room!” I yelled at women and children.

I saw aunt Gloria picking up a pup who was crying loudly. She tried to soothe him while she looked around.

Our eyes met, and she ran toward me.

“Where is Logan?” she asked, and I could hear the fear in her voice.

“With Emma,” I responded. “He will be here soon