Chapter 47

Rogues! Here! On the border of Silver Nation and Iron Nation! Granted, the borders of the other nations were close by, too, less than seventy kilometers in either direction, but for them to have infiltrated this far meant patrol security was inexcusably weak.

The rogue wolves had been spreading ever since the Heether pack was all but annihilated, which meant the other nations should have increased their defenses, but for the rogues to have reached this far in meant they must have lowered instead of raising them.

Daniel's muscles tightened, prepared to shift. He was trained for this. He was the youngest of the Heether brothers - had been, until he was the only one left - but he had always been the best fighter, the one thriving on the instinct of violence and strength.

In seconds, he would be in wolf form and ready to dash through the foliage to search for the rogues. He didn't doubt for a second Beth's judgment. He hadn't noticed the presence of enemies, but he had been too distract