AUTHOR'S POV
Roland looked around him, dismembered bodies of rogues were everywhere. The sight was enough to make anyone gag but he'd seen worse than this. Besides his mind was somewhere else. He'd been in this pack for longer than five minutes and he still hadn't caught a whiff of Carmillia's scent.
Rogues were still coming in, trying to attack him which he found weird because he had just killed their leader, they should have scrambled away already…maybe that man wasn't their leader. Maybe someone else called the shots.
The person still holding Carmillia hostage. His hands clenched into a fist and he sent a punch straight into the nose of a rogue that was coming at him. That satisfying sound of bones breaking filled the air as the legs of the rogue gave out causing him to crash to th
