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Kristen had dirt all over her face as she sat back against the trunk of the tree, sighing.

It took her a moment to take deep breaths before she finally leaned down and clamped the blade of grass she had with her around her transmitter bracelet around her wrists.

Once she was sure that whoever was monitoring her would not be able to get access to hearing her or whatever thing she did, she finally raised her head to see Emelda lying against the tree with her eyes close.

By the side of her body was the head of the rogue. It was dead, but its eyes were opened and its cannines were still open and blood was freely flowing from his head.

Yes. Emelda had caught a rogue, but later today, they had gotten lost, and the elders who were monitoring their movements had sent pack warriors after them.

They hadn't arrived so Emelda had gone to sleep leaving Kristen fuming In anger and jealousy. She had been trying all morning, trying and attempting to find even a single rogue, but the ones she fou