CHAPTER 11

  *Typhon*

  I rake my hand through my hair, a little bit peeved that this annoying little Alpha has made me laugh more in the past day than I have in the past year, “Do you know, if you weren't the enemy, you'd be rather entertaining.”

  He shrugs.

  “Have you ever taken the time to consider why packs hate us ? Why we are rogues in the first place ? That we have feelings and hopes and dreams too ?” I stare at him intently. I don’t know why, but I am determined to find a conscience in this guy. He must be able to see our side, I am sure of it.

  ‘He seems smart, and he is funny, and..’

  I shake my head to cut off the wayward thoughts of my wolf. Do I see myself as his savior ? I hadn't brought him here for redemption; all I want is the information that will help me save my pack … then what ? I am not even sure.