Roxxane's POV
I want to hate them. I do hate them. But deep down, I still feel something I can't control and it makes me even angrier. I hate it when I am unable to control my emotions. It makes me feel weak. And I wasn't weak in any way.
I stay for a while, just watching them. I notice a few of our pack warriors walking by and talking in hushed voices.
"Another rogue attack last night," one says.
"Third one this month," the other replies. "If the alpha doesn't fix the border problem this month, we are done."
"They are getting stronger."
Rogue attacks? My brow knits together. What the hell is going on in this pack? I just left a few months ago, and already the borders are falling apart? Impossible. I crouch lower, scanning the group as they pass.
My heart beats faster as I sea
