Chapter 57

• Chelsey's view.
• When we got to the gates, a wolf was pulled through and made to kneel in front of Enzo and me. He has a square piece of torn flesh on his shoulder that is bleeding, and I know that his pack symbol has been taken off of him. On top of his head, his dirty blonde hair was tied in a bun, and the back and sides were shaved down to the skin. He keeps his head down so I can't see his face, but his body is so ripped and full of huge muscles that it's very scary. Scars of all shapes and sizes cover him, and I wonder what happened to him to get them. Wolves rarely get scars. Enzo moves forward and squats down in front of the thief, who raises his head and puts his fist in his hair. He looks at the thief's body and gives him a thumbs-up. Then he stands up, moves to my side, and pulls me under his big arm.
• "Who are you and why are you here?"