Declan's POV
Its been two days since the rogues were massacred on the streets of the RSP, and we haven't seen or sighted any rogue since then.
It would be easy to take the victory and advance towards rogue territory, but that would be taking things too far and prematurely.
Especially not with this inkling itching feeling I have been getting, what the heck was up with that , I asked myself rubbing the back of my neck.
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Just before noon on the third day, the rogues returned and their numbers were less, in fact there were women in this group.
I smirked, knowing that the only reason there would be women amongst the rogues, is if their numbers have reduced to the barest minimum.
The problem is, the appearance of the rogues made my entire being itch, it felt like a premonition, a warni
