Rogues

Manny was gone for only a minute. He lifted her dead body out of the car with tears flowing down his eyes. He looked back into the car gently took her head and placed it next to the carcass. His senses heightened, tension running high he ran and jumped over the gates. He landed on his feet and looked leftwards of the road with green eyes. He got Shirley’s scent off the person. Those Goddamn Rogues. Outside the manor, a slim figure walked careful steps towards Manny. Manny didn’t mind if a threat was posed he ran and growled to the person. The face appeared with scarlet long hair. He lurched at her face, but she dodged the attack. “Faye?” his fingernails slowly receded. “Some rogues attacked and—“ “Stop, stop, stop,” She sighed. “You didn’t see any rogues, it was me.” She was more confident and wanted to hurt. Hurt something. Manny was an easy pick. She came to the pack house thinking of Xander’s words, ‘…keep to your word.’ Her words meant nothing, She wasn’t about to bleed in the wood