We fought half of them off but more flooded in over the border there were so many of them and I feared the worst for my pack and Adams. I knew if I didn't fall back to the Packhouse then everyone in it would suffer at the hands of the rouges.
" Get back now! Back to pack land! Go warriors stay behind and help, the rest of you go back and warn the others to get them out of there now!", I yelled holding back the rouges.
I was tackled and pushed to the ground by a large black wolf by his size and the colour of his eyes I knew he was an Alpha rouge. They were harder to fight and more powerful than the others.
I growled and shifted into my dark grey wolf and bit his neck, he tried to wrestle me to the ground but I had him pinned down. Dark blood almost black flowed out of its mouth and nose.
