Chapter Five

Greyson's POV Cont'd

"Yes, Alpha Greyson" they all chorused.

I closed my eyes and took a long, deep breath in and then a long one out to calm my body that was shaking with anger.

After I felt like my breathing had evened out and returned to normal, I glanced up at Peyton

"Is there more I should know?"

He nodded "Er....yes, Alpha Greyson"

"Tell me then!"

"Border patrol have been sniffing out certain abominable scents around our borders for two days now"

My eyes widened as Dean and Wesley shared shocked looks

"Are you saying what I think you're saying, Peyton?" I asked in a low voice and Peyton nodded gravely

"Yes, Alpha Greyson. Rogues have been poking around our border"

"Why? What do they want? And why hasn't border patrol been able to catch one of them for questioning?" I hissed and Peyton quickly lowered his gaze to the floor

"They wanted to be sure that it was indeed rogues and not something else with a similar smell. They just confirmed this morning and they need your ord