The stench is moving south, towards the beta patrol route, and it is heavy enough in the air to suggest more than one of them.
Calix surges forwards at once, his instincts sharpening, large paws hammering over the wet ground.
But something catches in my mind as he thunders across the grounds. This instinctively just doesn't feel right, and I can't explain it. But everything in me feels that this is wrong.
I warned that rogue weeks ago. I told him I would be waiting. I told him Grey was protected.
Now there is suddenly a strong rogue scent dragging us away from her patrol route.
No.
No, this is wrong.
This is deliberate.
This is a diversion, to lure the protective alpha away from their target.
Calix. Go back. Go back to Astraea.
Calix is already digging his paws into the earth, pi
