I Don't Need A Mate *book two*

Chapter 23

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-stormy

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Corria's POV

I prowled around the edge of Cherry's land. I stood on the borders of Rogue land and pack land. River shifted uncomfortably.

"Must we stay here? It's been three days." Three days- that's how long I had been a Rogue of my own. My parent's pack wouldn't help me, and Paul's pack can't chance helping me. "Zep's not going to last long."

I spun away and ran deeper into the forest.

"We are going to need numbers, River," I called over my shoulder. River dashed to catch up with me.

"We might be able to pull a large group together," he agreed. "I know several Rogues around here who hate Johor. It will take me a few hours."

"Go," I said. "I'll keep an eye on Zep on the outskirts of the camp." River cocked his head, slowly slowing down. I matched his pace.

"How are you going to hide your pack look?" he demanded. I stopped and dug my snout into the ground; then I rolled around in the dirt. Standing, I shook out my coat.

"How do I look?"

"Worn," River answered. He took a deep breath. "I'll come find you once I've gathered a large enough force." Touching his snout to my shoulder, he dashed away. I stood there for a moment. That was a sign of trust. Wow...

I shook out my head and jogged over to the camp. Zep was still tired to the tree- the ropes had dug bloody lines across his body. If I couldn't hear his breathing and see his chest move, I would have thought him dead.

'He's alive- not fine, but alive,' my inner wolf chimmed in. 'You can see him and keep an eye on him, so calm.' Anger took over the sadness running through me as a tall broad-shouldered man walked up to Zep. I pointed my ears at them.

"Such a waste," the man said. "Being my son, I had plans for you- and expectations. What a waste you had to throw it away. And for what?" Johor shook his head. "Zepitia, why did you throw away everything?"

Zep just closed his eyes and hung there- nothing else seemed to matter.

'I could challenge Johor right now,' I thought, cocking my head at the idea.

'Are you insane?' My inner wolf demanded. 'You cannot attack without backup.' I pointedly looked around at the wolves River had introduced me to. Twenty-two wolves who would back me up to free Zep. They hated Johor and wanted follow Zep, not someone else who had a grudge.

'I wouldn't be alone.' The plan began to flow thorugh my mind. I stood and began walking around the camp- flicking my tail at the wolfs who would back me. It was our sign that the attack would be soon.

"Where's River?" Colten asked as I past him.

"Trying to gather more forces," I answered. "I need you to do me a favor once this starts." He nodded. "Go and try to get River back here with how ever many wolves to help- cause I can no longer stand around."

Colten dipped his head low, but his body tensed- he was ready.

I kept walking around until I knew everyone was ready. Very slowly I approached Zep and his father. Johor was still going on and on. And almost like he sensed me, Zep's eyes flashed open and met mine. His father, noticing, turned and faced me.