~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 since walking in here. I decided to see if his tongue had started working.
I walked up to him and sat on the chair next to the man.
"Excuse me, sir," I said and leaned forward. His eyes were glued to the window behind the desk, he barely blinked. I could tell that his eyes were a darker shade of green and that he had bruising all over his face. He looked like he had been in one hell of a fight.
"Sir, can you tell me your name?" I asked but was met with silence once again.
"Why do you need to see the Alpha?" I asked, trying my luck one more time. He didn't budge, his eyes not moving, nor his head. It was like he was in trance.
"What happened to you?" I asked, sounding concerned. I scanned his face, as much of it as I could see, and there were bruises, black and blue, blood and I saw a few broken bones. His nose was one of them. That question seemed to have done something as the man slowly turned his head towards me. We now had eye-contact and usually, this was the part where I saw a person's true intentions. Where I got a sense of who they were. But from him, I got nothing. It was blank. His eyes showed no emotion, no feelings, no nothing. It was like a pit of darkness behind otherwise telling eyes.
"He...he did...did this to me," the man stuttered. Struggling to speak but managing to get that sentence out. I leaned in a little further.
"Who did that to you?" I asked him, hoping to get some sort of explanation. But before he could answer the door opened up and my brothers stopped in, followed by Jackson and... Sebastian?
James walked around the desk and took his seat, the man looked towards the three men standing behind us and when his eyes landed on Sebastian, I thought I saw something.
James didn't speak. He studied the man from top to toe, locking his eyes with his. James' eyebrows furrowed and I could tell that he saw the same thing I did, nothing.
"Who are you?" James asked while looking suspiciously at the man. Even he was met with silence. However, I and James dealt with silence in different ways. Where I may be patient and understanding, my brother was not.
"If you can't speak then I can't help you. So either talk or scribble it down on paper. If neither of those work for you then-"
"Crow." The man said, cutting James off. And suddenly all ears perked up and all attention was on him.
~James POV~
His eyes that earlier held no emotion were now suddenly black and angry. When he said the name of the man I desperately wanted to meet, his eyes changed, but so did his entire facial structure.
I didn't know much about the man sitting in front of me except for the fact that he was a werewolf, based on his smell and the fact that he had information about Crow. But one thing was made clear from the moment I saw him: he couldn't be trusted. But he had information on Crow. The question was, was it believable?
"Speak." I said firmly, leaning back in my chair. The man gave me a weird stare and what looked like a smirk he was trying to suppress.
"I met Crow," He said with hatred laced in his words. He spat venom as well as saliva that landed on my desk. I looked at him with a raised brow and waited for him to continue.
"He is the one who did this too me,"