Kael's POV
The rogue attack was over.
Fourteen rogues,coordinated entry from two boundary points. Unusual for rogue wolves who typically moved in smaller, less organized groups. The kind of coordination that required direction from something larger than instinct.
Kael noted that in the back of his mind while cutting through the eastern breach with three of his senior warriors, his movements were efficient and without hesitation, his wolf form covering ground faster than any of the rogues anticipated.
It was over quickly.
But it had been designed to occupy, He understood that now standing in the aftermath with blood on his hands and the attack's perfect timing sitting in his chest like a stone he couldn't dislodge.
Fourteen rogues sent to lose.
Sent to create absolute chaos inside B
