WESLEY POV
“Rogues?” I asked, blinking. “We haven’t had issues with rogues in years. Haven’t even had any sightings of them in this area.”
“Did they attack?” Reid asked, his body tense and his arms crossed.
Dad grabbed his tablet and pulled up the map of our lands. “No, they crossed onto our territory here,” he said, pointing out a spot at the southern edge of the map.
I breathed out a sigh of relief that they were in the opposite direction from the route Haven would have taken to head back to the city. “They walked along the border for less than half a mile and then they left the territory.”
“Where are they now?” Sebastian asked, looking at the map over my shoulder.
“Less than a mile from our border,” Dad said.
“What are they doing?” I asked.
“Nothing,” he said with a shrug. “The
