Chapter 164

Miles’s POV

It doesn’t take long to find rogues when you are roaming through free land. They tend to stay away from the packlands of Alphas if they can help it, because they would be attacked and punished for trespassing. Punishment for rogues was never humane… though I have to say, I quite enjoyed it. I also quite enjoyed hunting the weaker rogues down. They were always good to take my anger out on, and rarely had much strength to fight back. Always gave me quite the thrill...

And after running from my pack, I was soon on free land, and immediately picked up the overwhelming scent of rogues. There was no denying that stench.

A werewolf has an individual scent, one that can identify them… usually pleasant, especially to its mate. But a rogue, their stench was nothing but horrendously sickening. Foul. A combination of death and rotting garbage. I certainly did not choose to spend time with them if I had any option, but today I found myself with no