110: The rogues(2)

★[Fergus POV]★

As we stood there panting, with our weapons still drawn, I couldn't help but feel a surge of relief that we had emerged victorious from the battle. The rogue werewolves had been causing trouble in the area for weeks now, and it was a relief to finally put an end to their attacks.

I looked around at my fellow pack members, all of us bearing wounds and bruises from the fight. We had fought well together, and I felt a sense of pride in our strength and unity.

But our victory was not yet complete. The lone survivor of the rogue pack lay bound and unconscious at our feet, and we needed to interrogate him to find out more about their motives and plans.

We carefully lifted him up and carried him back to our base camp, where we could question him in a secure location. As we tended to our wounds and prepared for the interrogation, I couldn't shake the feeling that this was only the beginning of a much larger conflict.

But for now, we had won this battle, and I allowed myself a m