My instincts couldn't relax yet. Not in front of a Lycan.
He wrapped his whip around his arm. "Royal guards?"
His question made me raise a brow. I glanced at the bodies on the ground. They were in odd positions I couldn't make sense of in the low light. Their arms wrapped around the necks he had strangled.
My eyes returned to him, standing amid the shadows. Had he been the guest of the Alpha King earlier today?
What would his reaction have been if it had been the royal guards after my trial?
I narrowed my eyes at him. He had a different atmosphere to him than the Lycan I met earlier.
"No, warriors from my Pack. I escaped." It was best to give all answers to garner any lick of pity.
My consciousness would fade anytime. I needed someone who didn't want to kill Mary and Maya.
"So, you are a rogue?"
My heartbeat stopped. The hope I was nurturing fluttered away. In essence, I was a rogue.
