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Then, it came.
“They’re here,” Logan muttered, his voice a low growl.
The pack fell into immediate formation. Warriors shed their human forms in one
fluid motion, their fur rippling as they shifted into their massive wolf forms. Amelia and Logan exchanged a look, a silent understanding passing between them. They were ready. The rogues had fallen straight into their trap.
From the trees, they emerged–rogues. A pack of them, their eyes glowing with malice, their snarls sharp and hungry. They were led by a massive figure, a wolf with dark, matted fur and a gleaming scar running down the side of his face. The Rogue King’s right man, no doubt. But where was the Rogue King himself?
The rogues charged forward, their
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powerful limbs propelling them through the trees, but they hadn’t anticipated the Shadow Pack‘ s speed and precision.
The first rogue collided with one of the Shadow Pack warriors, and the sound of bones snapping echoed through the night. The warrior, a massive black wolf, spun and launched his opponent into the air with a brutal swipe of his claws. The rogue yelped as he crashed into the ground, groaning in pain, but the shadow pack‘ s wolf didn’t hesitate. He was on him in a flash, sinking his teeth into the rogue‘ s neck and ending the fight in one swift
motion.
Behind him, another rogue lunged at a smaller female wolf, but she ducked under his jaws, using her agility to sink her teeth into the rogue‘ s flank. She tore a deep gash on his side, sending the rogue
howling in pain as he backed away, blood dripping from the wound.
A rogue with a dark, spiked collar charged
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at Alpha Logan, but he was met with the deadly force of a large brown wolf. The wolf” s growl rumbled in the air as they locked in a brutal struggle, jaws snapping and claws scratching against the dirt. Logan’s wolf, massive and sleek, fought with calculated ferocity, tearing into the rogue’s side with precise strikes.
The rogues were fighting fiercely, but they were outnumbered, outmatched. They had underestimated the Shadow Pack,
believing their celebration to be a sign of weakness.
In the center of the battlefield, Amelia‘ s wolf was a force of nature. Her fur gleamed in the moonlight as she charged into the fray, her eyes burning with the power of the Rising Moon Bloodline. She tore into the nearest rogue, her fangs sinking deep into his shoulder as she threw him aside with a powerful swing of her body. She didn’t hesitate. Her wolf was faster,
stronger, and more skilled than the rogues had anticipated.
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Amelia lesped into the air landing on top of another rogue who was attempting to
ripping mio the flesh with deadly accuracy. He scrimed in pain as she twisted her box forcing him onto his back before delivering the final blow. The rogue lay motionless beneath her, his blood staining the earth.
The battle ragged on, but it was clear that the Shadow Pack was wit ning. The rogues, though fierce, were being driven back with every passing minute. The Shadow Pack‘ Warriors were united, their movements
synchronized, a well–oiled machine of
force and strategy. The rogues, meanwhile, were panicked, their attacks uncoordinated and desperate
But as the fighting continued, something inside Amelia snapped. The sound of a wolf‘ s cry a familiar voice, one that she knew too well reached her ears.
Her heart skipped a beat.
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“Logan,” she muttered under her breath, her voice barely audible over the chaos.
Logan was in the middle of a fight, his teeth bared as he took on two rogues at once. His movements were fluid, but the sudden pain in his side made his wolf growl in frustration.
Amelia‘ s wolf howled, a sound of fury and urgency. She turned, her eyes scanning the battlefield. She knew that voice.
The Rogue King had arrived.
