_Lisa’s POV_
I took one hesitant step toward the restaurant’s front window. I had to see what was happening.
And then I saw them.
Rogues.
There were dozens of them. They were scattered through the parking lot and streets. They were snarling and shouting as they lunged at terrified humans and wolves alike. Some were in wolf form. They had matted fur and their wild eyes were flashing under the streetlights, while others remained human, wielding knives, bats, and anything else they could use to threaten and steal.
They were attacking people. They were ripping handbags, grabbing wallets, demanding phones, jewelry and anything of value. The air was thick with smoke, screams and chaos.
One man was dragged out of his car and beaten. A woman was sobbing beside him. She was clutching a small
