_Aaron's POV_
As Liam and I hurried through the woods toward the eastern border, my mind raced with concern for the safety of our pack. The message from Ray had been urgent, and rogue attacks were always a serious threat. I knew I had to stay focused on the task at hand, but I couldn't shake the image of Pandora's worried expression back in the kitchen.
As we neared the border, the sounds of a struggle became audible. The scent of the rogues, a mix of fear and aggression, hung heavily in the air. Liam and I shared a quick glance, our training kicking in as we approached the scene cautiously.
"Liam," I said in a low, focused tone, "we need to assess the situation carefully. If it's just a small group of rogues, we can handle it swiftly and minimize any risk to the pack."
Liam nodded in
