Alpha To The Rescue

Sierra dropped her bag to the floor and took a deep breath as she tied the tail of her braids together.

The rogues exchanged glances with each other and then returned them to Sierra with a mocking sound.

“What the hell is this little human up to?” One of them said and Rouf smirked.

“We don’t have time to waste on her, I’ll be over there waiting,” Rouf said, pointing at a nearby spot to sit.

When the two rogues straightened out their heads and bulging muscles, Sierra felt the wall of her chest constricted.

While trying to calm herself down, a move was made by one of the rogues. He picked a rock and walked toward Sierra with a murderous face ready to grab and break her head with the rock.

But when he got hold of her dress, Sierra grabbed his wrist and yanked it off her dress with a smile playing on her lips. Her grip on him tightened and he raised his second hand to use the rock but Sierra grabbed it mid-air.

The second rogue squeezed his face into a frown and growled.

“Idiot!” He utter