*Dennis*
"Alpha, we caught the rogue who tried to infiltrate our pack," Kevin announced.
I got up from my desk, reached for the drawer, and opened it, taking out a pair of latex gloves and quickly wearing them.
I led the way towards the dungeon, taking quick and long strides until I reached my destination. The smell of decaying flesh and blood overwhelmed my nostrils.
The bastard was sitting strapped to the chair, his face bruised and bleeding profusely.
"So, you're the fool who tried to infiltrate my territory," I said in a low tone, standing in front of him. "How dare you?"
The guy visibly flinched. "I...I...please," he begged, "I only did what the Blood Moon pack ordered me to."
"And you think I care," I snarled at him. "By the way, aren't you supposed to be a rogue or something?
