Tristan was on his way to get all that they would need, so they could remain in the underground sanctuary for a few more days so that Isabella could rest well and also give him enough time to know how to go about protecting her, the baby and the prophecy. His mind went back to how it had all begun.
He was not always a rogue, he had his own pack, the eagle claw pack. He had been an exceptional and fearless leader who was greatly loved by his people until things had been to go the wrong way. The rogues were becoming more than the kingdoms, the values of the werewolf kingdom were no longer upheld and tyranny became the order of the day.
Victor, a former exile of the kingdom, had returned with his gang of warriors and had begun to sow seeds of disunity among the pack members, causing a divis
