Steven Grant Rogers Movies Novels & Stories

“He… he talked to Steve. In dispatch.” Grant’s jaw tightened. Mara scribbled something. “Bring Steve,” I said. Tracy stood up too quickly, like she couldn’t wait to escape. As she left, she glanced at Grant again—fast, fearful—and I made a mental note. Not because she looked at him. Because she looked at him like he could punish her. Beside me, Roger sighed. "Going to be a long day, Carter." Steve came in wearing a Mercer polo and the expression of a man who thought “HR conference room” meant he’d done something wrong. He sat and folded his hands on the table like he was in school.

As he screams out, I drive the dagger into his chest and he falls to the ground. In general, rogues are weaker than wolves that belong to a pack. They don't have the strength that comes from the unity of being in a pack. Wolves are social creatures, and their wolves weaken significantly without that bond to an Alpha. Many rogues are on their own for years before they join other rogues, so they weaken a great deal. However, just because these rogues are weaker, they have the upper hand right now. With just four more to go, I can feel my body becoming sluggish. All my energy sources have been depleted in the last five weeks and I'm just running on pure adrenaline at this point.