Star’s P.O.V
National and I were in my office going over the patrol schedules and shifts when there was a knock on the door. I could smell Kirk and Casey, but there was also another scent that I didn’t recognise and that made me curious. They said they were bringing a rogue, but from the smell it sounded like a young female rogue, which was unusual.
“Come in.” I called out, looking at the door. National sat on the couch next to me, sniffing the air and I saw him tense as he smelled the same thing that I did. Rogue. Casey and Kirk walked in with a smaller she-wolf standing between them. She looked a mess, her hair was tangled, her clothes were torn and dirty, but the biggest thing I noticed and smelt was how scared she was.
“What do we have here? Why is a young pup like you in my o
