Kristen's pov.

I was escorted back to my pack by some rouge hunters secretly waiting for me at a small region of the forest, so as not to make the rouges suspicious.

I limped slowly into the mansion, I couldn't wait to tell my pack about the rouges, Dominic and the black witches.

“Kristen” Sir Patrick called as he ran to hug me. “I have been so worried about you, are you okay?” He asked, his voice laced with concern.

“I'm fine” I forced a reassuring smile. “Just a little bit hungry”.

“What did those rouges do to you?” He asked as he stared at my limbing leg, his voice...