Ella's POV
I hissed first before going into a battle stance as I saw the owner of the offending voice. I saw the hideous mask first—which was all I needed to see to get me mad—before seeing the annoying arrogant swag in his gait.
A bloody rogue.
I growled loudly, feeling Lucy begging to be out. Despite my loud growls in my head, I could still hear the loud growls coming from the throats of the other wolves. I wasn't the only one fueled by hatred and anger at the moment.
I doubted that the rogue was alone. As villainous as the rogues were, they were cowards who wouldn't fight a battle that they weren't sure they could win. They wouldn't fight alone and if they had to do, they wouldn't a group. They also made use of surprise to win their opponents.
Fine, we were surprised but that didn'
