Chapter 44. Joffrey

Thomas’s POV

I look at the giant rogue and let out an amused sigh. They aren’t going to come easily. ‘Clear the forest,’ I yell through the mind link to my men. ‘Then wait for my signal.’

‘Yes, Alpha,’ my warriors yell out in unison through the mind link. Now I just have to figure out a way to keep these men busy until my warriors can complete their task.

While I am trying to formulate a plan. The head rogue that reeks of Cora steps next to the massive one who is foaming at the mouth. “This is your chance to leave,” the rogue says with a smirk on his face. “No one has ever gotten past Joffrey.”

I look at the massive, foaming rogue that is standing before me and laughter begins to build in my chest. He definitely doesn’t look like a Joffrey. As much as I try to choke back the laughter the more it builds. Soon I am bent over with my hands on my knees giggling like a schoolgirl.

“What is so funny?” The head rogue asks me.

Holding up a single f