Roel smiled down at the younger woman before him. His fingers traced her jaw gently, his eyes never leaving her face. He could hear the other rogues blabbering behind him but he didn't pay much attention to them.

It had been a long time since the rogues had caused trouble in this part of the world. Since their last attack on the Silver Moon pack, the rogues had laid low, keeping mostly to themselves.

Roel had enough of all the idleness. He needed some action, ...