DUNCAN
We had ripped through the rogues like butter. They had been easy, most were weak and malnourished, with the occasional challenge thrown in here and there.
I watched as Fergus ripped the head off the last one and looked around the field. How many of these wolves could I have saved, I mean this is what my camp was for, all of us were rogues who needed someone to care for them. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to my Gamma.
"I recognize that look, you can't save everyone Duncan, yes we are lucky. You took us in, gave us food and somewhere to lay our heads. You gave us a purpose. But you need to remember that we were all running from guys like them."
Lachlan pointed to the bodies before us. I know he is right, but there is still a part of me that wishes I could have helped mor
