Thunder brewed in the skies, despite the shimmering moonlight. Everywhere was quiet, and only the rustling of leaves could be heard as the soldiers sneaked their way in.
Rowan did not need a big army—it was only a confrontation, and he planned on catching them unaware. But little did he know, Snowdale had long learned of his coming and was more prepared than others.
Standing on the edge of the border was Alpha Kael, and behind him was none other than the Alpha leader's right-hand man, Sunny. His stunning red hair was a total contrast to his stone-cold face.
His eyes pierced into the distance, and his fist clenched behind him. Rogues had never liked packs, but it was not his call—it was that of Damon's, and all he could do was follow every order.
"How trustworthy is this source?" Sunny demanded, and Kael smiled proudly.
"He would lay his life on the line for me."
"Hmmm, interesting," Sunny choked but did not add more.
