Chapter 11

Silver POV

I fit

my hands tightly and grit my teeth together. That fucking bastard, oh, how I

feel like punching him and disfiguring his face.

“Hello?”

he said, cutting me out of my thoughts.

“Yes,

how can I help you?” I asked, annoyance clear in my voice. He paused a little.

“Yes, I

was wondering if you saw a female rogue passing your territory?” He asked

worriedly. I smirked, so now he is worried about her. A thought flashed through

my mind; “Why don’t I have a little fun?”

“Oh,

rogue? Yes, we did see one some time ago; she passed my territory,” I said,

looking at my nails.

“O..oh

s..so where is she now?” he asked tremblingly.

“Why do

you ask Alpha Dylan?” I asked.

“Oh s..she,

um, she committed a crime; she killed one of the pack members and ran away,” he

said. He is such a kid; he can’t even lie.

“Ooh,

well, the rogue is dead; you know how pack laws go, don’t you, Alpha Dylan?” I

asked, smirking. I love playing mind games. He gasped lowly, but I could hear

him. I am a werewolf, aft