CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN – Mark her?

　　Andrew POV

　　I felt better after talking to Logan. I meant every word I said. I would kill the fucker if he hurt my pup again. There was no fucking way I was letting that happen again.

　　I needed Emma to be safe and happy. She was the most important thing in my world, and if she got hurt, I would burn the fucking world down.

　　A knock on the front door interrupted my thoughts.

　　Emma started getting up, but I held her down. I needed this. I needed to hold her like I did when she was a child. It calmed me down. It meant that she was safe.

　　“Come in.” I shouted.

　　I heard the front door open and footsteps walking toward the kitchen.

　　Drake came inside and furrowed his eyebrows.

　　“Did something happen?” he asked, pointing at Emma in my arms.

　　“No.” I shook my head. “Just comforting myself.”

　　“Oh.” Drake chuckled as he sat down. “And Logan is okay with that?”

　　“Logan knows what I would do to him if he denied me my sister.” I said, glaring at Logan.