Ridley’s POV
My dad showed up just as I was about to start checking the rogues for a way to identify them. Before he asked anything, he told me that my mom and Tala were making sure everyone at the pack house was safe and taken care of. Tala was going to be one hell of a Luna, thanks to my mom, but mostly because she was such an incredible person. We checked the rogue bodies but they didn’t seem to be branded, which was a huge relief. After the war, my parents were always concerned that there might be rogues left from my great grandparents’ pack that could come back for revenge. They hunted down as many as they could find back then, but nobody could ever say how many were turned.
The warriors helped drag the bodies to the pack house where we burned them to make sure their scent couldn’t
