Just as Jason was about to leave, a faint noise from outside made me stop.
My instincts sharpened instantly.
Jason must have heard it too because he turned back to me, his brows slightly furrowed.
“What was that?” he asked.
I didn’t answer. Instead, I moved toward the door, my wolf alert, listening carefully. The sound was distant but growing louder, footsteps, movement in the shadows.
Maybe it was Hugo returning. Or maybe it was something else.
Without hesitation, I stepped outside. Jason followed closely behind me, his expression unreadable.
But the moment we reached the front of the estate.
It was the rogue's.
Before I could react, dark figures emerged from the shadows. Rogues.
At least ten of them.
They surrounded me in seconds, their eyes filled with bloodlust, their moveme
