Chapter 14. Rogues

Ervin's POV

These past few weeks since my mating ceremony have been the most eventful in my entire existence. Rogue attacks have become more frequent than normal. When my parents were alive, rogues used to be merely a folk tale to the pack members. We rarely encountered them around the borders, but since their death, it has become a daily occurrence.

"Seal the borders. Security should be tight. Curfews," were the words of Charles, my brother, the Alpha. He had taken it upon himself to train the men who had advanced to the amateur level. Training had been intense, and with training came casualties.

I also indulged in the training, taking it to extreme measures. "Today," my voice thundered as we stood in the vast empty field, the pack's training ground, "it would be a fight to the brink of death." I could see displeasure and anxiety descending on the warriors. "You will fight your mates as though they were rogues," I