Adrian’s POV
Blood.
All I see is red.
The rogue came out of nowhere.
Both of the packs were walking to the vans which were meant to take us all to the attack that was heading to my mate’s front door. When we were all stopped dead in our tracks by a gruesome scream…
I turned towards the sound, but nothing could have prepared me for what I saw…
A wolf with brown fur like the dirt had blood dripping from its teeth and a head by its feet. I couldn’t make out which pack the girl belongs to, but the teary eyes that were slowly developing on my people told me that she belonged to my pack… The anger that was slowly consuming my body was becoming too hard to bear. I felt the heartbreak of my people at the loss of a pack member. It happened every time a member was lost.
A cold shiver runs
