"They were rogue werewolves." My wife, who still looks pale after the ambush, stared at me. "Those who attacked us earlier, they were rogue werewolves." I explained.
I am now in human form. We're done washing up and about to get to sleep. I cannot leave her in the dark after what happened. From now on, I am going to tell her everything about the pack since she's our Luna.
"How they became rogues?" She asked. She's sitting on the couch near the glass window while her whole body is covered with a blanket. Her eyes and nose are still tainted with red because of crying.
"A werewolf became rogue when he decided to leave a pack and dishonored the law." I explained. "A werewolf should be a member of a pack, it is one of the laws. One must abide it."
She nodded. "But why they attacked us? Did we do something terrible against them?"
I shook my head. "Rogues do whatever they want to do either someone instructed them in exchange of money or their own will."
