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Chapter 38: Silent Sheep
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2025-01-08 09:00:38The clearing near the edge of the woods was eerily quiet, save for the occasional rustle of leaves in the wind. The captured rogues knelt in a line, restrained by members of Diego’s pack. None of them made a sound. No grunts, no complaints. Their expressions were blank, as if the fight had drained every ounce of emotion from them.
Erika stood between Diego and Gabriel, her eyes narrowing as she studied the captives. Their wild appearances—matted hair, ragged clothing, and unblinking stares—sent a shiver down her spine. These weren’t ordinary rogues. There was something off about them.
"Start with him," Diego said, gesturing to the rogue in the center, a tall man with a deep scar running down the side of his face.
Alessandro stepped forward, crouching to meet the rogue’s eyes. "Who sent you?" he asked, his voice calm but firm.
The rogue didn’t respond. He didn’t even flinch.
"Answer the question," Alessandro
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