Chapter 7: Getting Interesting
Kaya
Rogues?
I try to push myself up from the floor of the car, but a sharp pain makes me wince. Steven quickly pushes me back down with a firm hand, his grip steady as he urges me to stay still. "Don’t move," he commands in a low, rumbling voice. "I’ll go check what’s going on."
I reluctantly comply, my head bowed to the floor. Steven shoots a glance at the driver and nods. "Stay with the girls, and fight them off if something happens."
He leaps out of the car, slamming the door behind him, and I shrink into the seat, my body trembling as every nerve on edge screams in anticipation of the unknown.
There were only five cars leaving the Dark Wood pack house, including this one. Now we’re surrounded, which offers some protection, but rogues are known for attacking in waves—especially when they know they’re up against an alpha.
"The Diamond Claw," a female voice cuts through my thoughts, and I look up, my brows furrowing as I catch Shelly squinting at something outside the window.
Her sudden willingness to speak in my presence surprises me, but I suppose the adrenaline rush has a way of breaking down barriers.
"Excuse me?" I blink a few times, slowly climbing back into my seat.
Shelly shoots me a brief, irritated glance before turning her attention back to the outside. "The rogues," she mutters quietly, her voice tight with concern. "I caught a glimpse of one of the attackers. He was wearing a diamond-shaped trinket around his neck. That’s their signature. We’re fucked."