Chapter 165. Rogues

Magnus

The moon hung heavy in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the alpha Mansion. The shadows seemed to move with a life of their own, and every rustle of leaves sent shivers down my spine. It wasn't just the usual tension of the full moon; The creatures had taken us by surprise. They attacked the pack, and my father was badly wounded.

I transformed into my wolf form again as the wolf-like creature lured us into the forest.

I moved swiftly and silently through the trees, the cool night air whispering secrets as it brushed against my skin. My senses were on high alert, every sound amplified, every scent sharper. The pack was scattered, their presence a comforting hum at the edge of my awareness. But that comfort was fleeting as I caught the scent of something unfamiliar again.

A low growl rumbled in my chest. It wasn't just a strange scent. It was something more—a mix of fear and rage, like the scent of a cornered animal. I pushed forward, my movements beco