Chapter fourteen: Dawnsville I

AMELIA’s POV “I can handle them. Stay near me, so that they won't use you against me.” Charles whispered. The scrawny rogues licked their lips and looked at us like we were some kind of delicious meal. If it were some other wolves, they would have backed out upon feeling the aura from Charles. But these were rogues, they felt no emotions as their wolves and souls had been corrupted. Rogues were once normal wolves, who chose to not belong to a pack, or rebel against it. Getting rejected by other packs, leads to a state of depression which can cause their wolves to become rogue. Though there were other factors which could make a wolf rogue, this was the one I knew of. The only thing they had in mind, was to kill and destroy. They immediately leapt at us, attacking at once. With a swipe of his right hand, Charles sent them flying. I sighed in relief, maybe I had panicked for nothing. These wolves weren't strong. They charged again, and Charles grabbed them one by one, stabbing his claws a