Chance’s POV
Shit, by the looks of things, Raven’s spoken fear of not destroying the darkness was coming to life right in front of our eyes like a damn horror film. Not only had it survived her unusual light of power, but it had also somehow found a more suitable host with one of the biggest rogue armies I have ever seen.
Personally, I could give two shits who wore the damn Alpha rogue crown, as long as they left my territory the hell alone, but unfortunately, it wasn’t going to be that simple. As long as Raven was alive, these sons of bitches would continue to come for her, and I knew, by the looks of things, it was because of that black mist that hovered over this Alpha Rogue’s back like a damn parasite. From what I could see, it not only was feeding off its host, but it was also empo
