Chapter 56 ~ Blood?

{Isla’s POV}

My gaze was now on the Rogue whose arm I had ripped off. He laid lifeless on the ground. He had bled to his death in a two way system. But before that, he had scourged me with pain and broken me with his remarkable strength.

What was he? Praised brothers. What were they made of?

They definitely weren’t normal Werewolves. There was something else at play here than the traditional werewolf energy.

And the amazing part was that someone had spoken of this occurrence.

Ralph. Ralph had given his theory of the improved Rogue ability. That day at GrayHill, he had seen something out of the ordinary while I had been too busy saving a Cunt’s mother. And he told us about his observance but it had been too strange to believe. Too abnormal to comprehend.

But today, the strangest of things happened and there was nothing normal about those Rogues, those ‘Praised Brothers’.

“We need to return to the Palace immediately!” I voiced with weariness in my voice before tight fingers wrapp