King Braedon POV
Four of them. One made the mistake of trying to attack and I took them out instantly, leaving three to contend with. I was vehemently aware of Blair behind me, my instinct to protect her from these vile rogues who were eying her hungrily, all too aware of how vile they were and the violence they were capable of. They wouldn't care that she was wolfless or unable to defend herself. All they cared about was killing and their next meal. I snarled and then launched myself at the closest one, hoping Blair would take the opportunity to run into the safety of the trees. The rogue collided with me and I slashed across its midsection before turning and heading towards the other two.
They were chasing after Blair. I landed on the back of one, tearing into its throat and severing
