Chapter 134. An Unfamiliar Wolf

Colt’s POV

Seventy rogues had crossed the border. Sixty-eight were accounted for.

Two were missing.

“I have a bad feeling about this,” Grey linked me.

“Are you sure it was seventy rogues?” Sam asked.

“I am positive!” I answered. “I could feel every one of them.”

“And now?” Grey asked. “How many can you feel?”

“Where are the other two?” Sam asked.

That was the problem. I could feel every wolf moving inside the pack, but I could pinpoint where they were.

The rogues had a certain unfamiliar and unwanted aura around them, whereas my pack members had a calm, wanting, and belonging aura.

Sam came closer to me, and my gaze moved over his light gray fur, now stained red. He had killed more rogues in the last half an hour than any other warrior or guard in my pack.

He was a killing machine on four paws, and it was amazing to see how Luka ripped and clawed the rogues apart effortlessly.

Ten rogues managed to get aw