Chapter 46
Alaric's POV
"I have no idea myself, Alpha. When they brought him in yesterday and I got to see him, his eyes were bloodshot red, just like every other rogue that attacked this pack."
I sniffed his scent more, and that was when I perceived something slight in it, too little to almost go unnoticed. It was the smell of decaying flesh. I tilted my head, studying the rogue even more. Was he really starting to decay, even while alive? That could explain his weirdly pale-looking skin.
"Do you perceive that?" I asked.
"No, do you perceive something?" Kayson asked. That was right; as an Alpha, my sense of smell was stronger than his.
"Never mind," I said, hoping to confirm my suspicions in a few days' time. If there was a chance the rogue in front of us was going through decay, th
