Ella's POV

I hissed first before going into a battle stance as I saw the owner of the offending voice. I saw the hideous mask first—which was all I needed to see to get me mad—before seeing the annoying arrogant swag in his gait.

A bloody rogue.

I growled loudly, feeling Lucy begging to be out. Despite my loud growls in my head, I could still hear the loud growls coming from the throats of the other wolves. I wasn't the only one fueled by hatred and anger at the moment.

I doubted that the rogue was alone. As villainous as the rogues were, they were cowards who wouldn't fight...