Freddy POV
I've been following my mate and her group for a while now. I've been watching her every move, and I keep waiting for an opportunity to speak to her, but my nerves keep getting in the way, so instead, I watch her from afar. Wishing to be near her, holding her.
She keeps looking around like she can sense something, but it can't be me as I've been hiding my scent. Scared of scaring her away but also hopeful she will wander away slightly from her group so I can at least introduce myself to her.
She keeps looking around but keeps up with her group.
I've been sitting high in the tree line watching her she looks so carefree and happy playing with the pups, and I can't help but smile to myself.
As I'm sat there, I smell their rotten flesh. Rogues are here, and before they are all s
