RYDER pov
We had all gathered outside the front of the pack house waiting for this spy to arrive. David was standing hand in hand with his mate. Emily saw and smirked, saying I told you so with her face.
With the screaming and cursing this spy is doing its no wonder how he was caught. Does not seem the type to sit and watch quietly.
The rouge lives up to his name, he is wearing tatted clothes, he is maybe 6 ft, brown curly mid length hair, blue eyes. Smells like death and rotting.
" state your business here, why are you watching my pack ". David is radiating power, more than usual. With his mate by his side, he will be a force to be reckoned with.
The rouge chooses now to be silent, but his eyes land on Emily. I growl loud and he shrinks back. I smirk.
Weak Troy said
"Why are you
