Chapter 11, part 2 - And the tides turn again.

One week later

I had eventually left that night but every day for a week I have been coming back and so have they, however they haven’t been staying as long. But they had a plan… of course they did. I wish I could just march through the boarders and communicate with the Alpha and Luna here, but I know that I must smell like a rogue just as much as these idiots did, I’d most likely be caught, arrested and left in a cell to rot or killed before I even got to speak a word.

My old pack was a lot more merciful to lone rogues than other packs that I had heard about. We’d always show restraint and give the rogue a chance to speak before their fate was decided. Most of the ones that crossed our boarder were scared and desperate to escape the forest and have a safe home, but some packs weren’t as lenient. I might be able to take on and kill a handful of rogues by myself, but I didn’t know my chances against skilled, trained warriors and I didn’t particularly want to take my chances.

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