Drew POV
The smell was tolerable, they couldn’t help having the rogue smell. Although it was not as bad as some I had smelt, they had a slightly sweeter smell underlining the foul smell of a slight rogue, as if they were a pack, all smelling the same, a pack with no alpha. I think that is what I was smelling. They all looked at me with fear and hope in their eyes, and my heart melted. I had taken in the words Roberta had said, and these people were the result of one of Damian’s attacks. I remember Dad gloating over how he killed an entire pack as if it was something to be proud of. If these few people are what is left of a very large pack, then I think we do need to protect and nurture them. If I could collect all those … What did Roberta call them? Oh I remember, displaced people. Then I
