Chapter 38 - Ulric POV

With the indications given by one of the rogues we captured alive, we discovered the location of Jackson's camp. I left my pack to attend the funeral of one of our greatest warriors and came with my private army to capture the rogues that were left on guard and recover my friend's body.

I know he tried to do things I can't even verbalize, but it's more than 40 years of friendship. I have to give him a proper burial. Besides, I don't know what feelings Angel is having right now.

When we approached the camp, the vampires used their speed to spy on us. Only five men were on watch, and they were practically drunk.

Binding them was easy, and then we ran around the camp looking for what was in the tents. I'm scandalized. The largest tent was filled with young werewolves and she-wolves, some even wolvesless, completely malnourished, and visibly abused.

With horror, I discovered that they were the rogues' sex slaves, many of them stolen from packs for being attractive, others born rogues, but