Chapter 45

Roel smiled down at the younger woman before him. His fingers traced her jaw gently, his eyes never leaving her face. He could hear the other rogues blabbering behind him but he didn't pay much attention to them.

It had been a long time since the rogues had caused trouble in this part of the world. Since their last attack on the Silver Moon pack, the rogues had laid low, keeping mostly to themselves.

Roel had enough of all the idleness. He needed some action, he needed new toys.

Yes, toys. That was what he referred to the women he ended up capturing after the rogue attack. He turned them to his personal toys. They were his to do anything with. Roel loved exploring them one by one until he had his fill. He loved how they screamed and wriggled under him, crying and shouting for help, begging for mercy.

Roel and the others had been on their way to check out the Blood Moon pack . Roel still had a score to settle with their Alpha, the so called ' Supreme Alpha, L