Alpha Doyle
The rogue flinched again.
His eyes darted towards the members of his group, all of whom were now huddled behind him, apparently hoping their leader could somehow shield them from my wrath.
He couldn’t.
One by one, they nodded towards him, silently urging him to cooperate.
The rogue swallowed hard before turning his attention back to me.
He took a deep breath.
“There was a man who hired us to find a she-wolf who had run away from him,” he finally admitted. “He offered each of us ten thousand dollars to bring her back. He also promised to leave us and our families alone.”
My wolf stirred.
Someone had hired rogues to hunt down a woman.
That alone was enough to put me on edge.
“He showed us a picture of her,” the rogue continued. “He also gave us something that belonged
