At the Rogue King’s command, the pack wolves all stopped mid-motion.
The Rogue King stared at them one after the other as they moved to stand behind their leader.
Those in wolf form shifted back to human, standing upright as their comrades who had not shifted, stripped off their cloaks and tossed the coverings to the bare warriors.
Rogue wolves ran forward, wrapping silver chains around each pack wolf. More than half of them snarled and growled; the rest were silent, watching the rogue group that had grown from fifteen to over thirty.
The Rogue King pulled Mason up by the collar, and Hana moved forward, binding him with his own chain, which was twice the size and weight of that put on any of the others.
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“You dare to kill me?!”
“Barone…,” the Rogue King rumbled, his face
