Gideon’s POV
The delegation from the village found us mere minutes after the Rogue attack, and never had I felt more relieved to see our string of warriors dashing across the field towards where the abandoned cars idled on the side of the road.
Normally this many rogues would be challenging, but we would be assured success. My wolf alone could handle the majority of them.
But this time I was handicapped.
Dierdra clung to me, shaking like a leaf, her eyes wide and panicked. It was obvious that she was reliving the worst parts of her capture and torture at the hands of the rogues before I had rescued her.
For a moment I saw Avery barrelling out of the car behind us, her face worried and anxious as she looked for me.
“Help!” she cried out, and I almost ran to her, but Dierdra’s fin
