{Isla’s POV}All four of us were brought to a shocking halt by a voice and when I looked up, it was more shocking.“I know who you all are.”No one answered to that.I couldn’t say anything either. I was dazed and trying to process if I had heard her correctly. All of us just stood there staring at a glaring face. She had her hands crossed over her chest and she stood confidently in the middle of the room.“Informant?” I muttered. It was a stupid utterance but it was all my mind could feed my lips at that moment.With the scowl on her face, the She-rogue slowly crept towards us and stopped before me. She turned to Daniel who was at the edge of the line.“You’re Daniel, a Beta.” She said to him and turned to Cayden on the other side.“And you’re Alpha Cayden, the Chief War General of the Reignile Army.” She said to him before turning to face Andrea.“You’re Andrea, a Reignile maid to the Alpha Queen.” She told her.She then turned to me with a scary smirk. “And you’re the Alpha Queen.”

{Isla’s POV}We were making our way out into the jungle, the thick and heavy paperwork they call the forest.Emkay was right. I had made a critical mistake. I should have gone back to check for survivors. I should have gone to save my wounded soldiers. But I didn’t.And Emkay and so many others here were the hurtful evidence of my mistake. I had hurt a lot of people with my obliviousness or ignorance— I don’t know which to call it. But I know I’m going to do my best to save them. Each and every one of them. Although I’m not sure how we can turn a Praised brother back into a normal Werewolf. But we’ll figure something out. Right now, we just had to escape being turned into a Praised Brother ourselves. We also had to catch some Boars.“What do they call it again?”“Addax’s blood?”“And what is that?” Andrea asked Emkay, stealing the question right off my lips.“Addax is an autumn animal whose blood is used to stain for stench.” Emkay started to explain. “The Lycans basically pour it on

{Isla’s POV}I was hungry but I ignored the meat all around me. This was no time for feasting. Emkay had sent word earlier for the fake Rogues amongst us to gather themselves at a corner. So while the entire Hold was rejoicing, we were planning a meeting.Emkay led us to a corner in the Hold where the tents were fewer and the grasses were taller.“That’s them.” She pointed to a small group ahead of us and I gulped at the sight.I hope they like me.We got to them and they all settled down on the small stones and bricks that were on the ground. There were whispers amongst them but none of them were looking my way.My disguise was good. None of them had attacked me yet.I sat down too, Andrea on my right and Emkay on my left and then I noticed almost everyone was suddenly looking at meOkay, I take my words back. My disguise isn’t that good.The crowd on the other side of the Hold was loud and gleeful and their noise was going to overshadow anything we were about to discuss but we still

{Isla’s POV}The journey to GreyHill was a confusing one. Confusing because, from the Lycan Hold to GreyHill, the trails were clashing and it made it difficult to locate your position and destination.— which was exactly why I had chosen GreyHill. If the Reignile Werewolves were confused about the trail, that means the Lycans would be even more disoriented. We all raced through the evening and through the woods. A large number of real Rogues were going with us to GreyHill and as much as that was good news, there was a difficult twist to it.Once we gather at GreyHill, I would reveal my identity and would need to convince the Rogues that I, the Queen, isn't against them. I would need to make them believe that all Werewolves can be one once again, both Rogue and Civil alike.It will be a tough feat to achieve but I’ll have to try. “I’m tired.” I heard Andrea call behind me. “You’re a lazy ass, Andrea.” I said.“What? Do you know how long we’ve been running?”“I know it’s not been long

{Isla’s POV}Emkay had told me the most upsetting news ever and every part of my being was already upset by it. With Emkay strolling behind me, I paced toward Andrea, Daniel, and Cayden. I was going to tell them of my plan to return to the Lycan Hold. I had to. There was no way I was leaving a distressed little girl out in the baleful wild full of angry and bloodthirsty Lycans.“Andrea, Daniel,” I called their attention as they were busy watching some of the other Rogues fun-wrestle in an area not too far away. The Rogues were bonding fast.“I’ll be returning to the Lycan Hold.” I said to them, “And I need you two and Emkay to oversee things here while I’m gone.” I instructed. Emkay had told me she wanted to come along but I had strictly refused and was now making her understand that she was more needed here. I couldn’t afford to lose any more persons out there ‘cause as it stands, the Lycans were like a wildfire sweeping through the forest of the Reigns. They were enraged with our