Chapter 43

I growled lowly, my muzzle vibrating as I bared my teeth at the rogue who was whimpering in pain on the floor. Samuel was right. It was unusual for rogues to come together to form a group and attack as they were usual solo creatures lost to their wolves. It was clear that the rogues still had some of their humanity left which was surprising. Samuel was always the voice of reason when I was unable to keep my head clear and I knew that he was right. The rogue's behaviour wasn't normal and the holding cells would be the perfect place for him to be questioned.

I shifted back into my human form as I stood on two feet, standing completely naked in front of the rogue.

A pair of shorts appeared in my eyes sight which I quickly grabbed and slipped on. I never took my eyes off of the rogue although his shoulder was badly wounded it would soon heal due to our advanced healing ability.