Chapter 9: Tag Along

~Liam POV~

The chase is on and shit; they are fast. I throw my bag to my front and unzip it, pulling out my soap and stopping here and there to rub it on random trees in the opposite direction that I am headed. Unfortunately for me, I don’t get very far away before a frustrated growl erupts from the brambles to my right and I throw myself up into a tree. I watch as a small group of rogues sniff around the area in thief wolf form and snarl at each other, nipping and growling before heading off to the north.

I hesitate, staying where I am, trying to catch my breath. It might have been wise to wait until I was more healed than I am. Though I was able to rest and heal some, my side still aches and my thigh is throbbing in pain. Once I’m sure they are out of smelling distance and lower myself down and cut to the east.

The plan is to take out as many of them as I can before they can get a hold of me. Admittedly, my plans changed after my conversation with Maggie. Originally, I was planning