#Chapter94
ALESSANDRO'S POV
I shifted into my black and white wolf and dashed towards the southern borders.
Let's see what master's servants are capable of.
Coming up to the scene of battle I see an all-out war between rogues and the pack warriors. Without wasting another second I join in on the fight ripping apart rogue after rogue. I could feel through our bond that Xavier loved this, his thirst for blood rearing its head. He slightly pushes forward, boosting my strength as I maim each rogue I could get my hands on. My fur was wet and sticky with the blood of my victims but that mattered little to me for I took pleasure in ending their pathetic lives. These bastards had come here for Avery wanting to bring her back to whatever hell she had escaped from and I'd be a dead wolf before I let that happen.
