We nod at his words, to tell him we understand exactly what he's talking about.
“Get ready,” he mouths.
“Are you ready?” Rama turned to me, in question.
“I am.” I nod at his words, “I've been ready for a long time now.”
“Better.” He nods, before turning to the old Alpha.
The old Alpha surveyed the place with his eyes before he turned to us, “one, two, three..... ten.”
We race out at the count of ten. Rama took the lead as we came upon the unsuspecting rogues, who are undoubtedly still planning on how to infiltrate the pack behind us.
Rama took down the one nearest to us. It wasn't difficult for him to do so, as the rogues weren't expecting anyone out here.
Startled, the other rogues turned.
“Attack!” The leader — anyone who gives an order to the others, must be the leader of t
