Chapter 27

They are all big rouges, most likely to be leaders of some sort of illegal rouge pack. They're all dark brown and almost all of them have brown eyes, except one. He has pitch-black eyes and they're scaring the shit out of me. Footsteps echo through the forest. From the corner of my eye, I can see how a man is walking toward the rouges. He's quite tall, maybe around 6'4 and he's well-built. His black hair blows around in the wind, making it look messy. He is now standing in the middle of the rouges, holding up a hand in the air, and then he brings his other hand up in the air. He places his hands together, making a symbol that looks like a triangle. Soon out of nowhere, all the rouges shift into their human forms. The rouges who shifted are all standing up. My eyes travel around so that I've got a good look at everyone. They're all muscular and tall. They look like people that could've been warriors and fighters. "Welcome." The man in