Days passed since the BlackStor beta had come and taken Jett away Cassidy wasn’t sure how many days.
She had been locked in this bright cell since they had been captured and she had no sense time any more.
Her clothes and watch were long gone and she followed her own sleep schedule now.
She had no contact with the outside other than the guard that would bring her food and take away whatever was left.
Cassidy worried greatly for Jett and what had happened to him, where they had taken him.
If he was even still alive or not.
They had come and taken her for another shower and even then, she could not pick up her guardian’s scent.
She could not even pick up the alpha’s scent.
She fought them through the shower and paced her kennel angrily for hours after they had taken her back to her room.
Cassidy had been asleep when something woke her.
The white she–wolf lifted her head, her eyes on the door.
Her wolf was new but she was so very aware of her surroundings.
There were no odd noises.
No scents in the air.
She even looked up to the vent where she could often–hear the sounds of others that the Blackstone pack was keeping prisoner as well but even that was silent.
For her, whatever it was that had woken her, left her with an uneasy feeling crawling up her back and between her shoulder blades.
She growled low and laid her head back down, watching the door and trying to force herself back to sleep.
What Cassidy did not know was that high above her in the forests outside of the prison a band of rogues were laying in wait.
They had been planning this for months.
At first there had been small random attacks on BlackStone to test their weaknesses.
Typically they always came from the other side of the territory and that had been where watches and patrols were the heaviest.
The source they had, worked in the prison itself.
There were several high profile rogue wolves that James Black had captured and had been getting information out of over the last several weeks.
Information that if it got out and into the hands of wolves like James, everything the.rogues had been working for over the years would come crashing down in one flaming inferno.
The informant, had alerted them that one of the rogues was ready to break and they had just days to get the group free.
There were twenty rogues in total.
All of them using special mixes in water to hide their scents.
They were somewhat of a special forces group of wolves not turned insane or feral but a group of skilled thieves and murderers who excelled in their old packs as warriors and high ranking wolves before they were cast out.
They had found their home under the protection of the rogue leader, their king as they called him, and they served him loyally.
The group had been in preparation to attack not the prison, but the actual town built around the pack house.
They intended to take BlackStone to the ground as they had done to so many other packs across the country and claim their territory in an ever growing foothold for the rogues.
However, with the information they had received about their man starting to break in the prison, they had a new target.
Get in.
Rescue their own and take prisoner everyone else that wasn’t a part of James Black’s pack.
Their informant was one of Jame’s own men.
He was a lower ranking wolf but a part of the guards no less.
He watched the halls in the prison and he knew the precise coming and goings of every wolf that worked there.
His name was Marcus.
He was an older wolf and he had never like any of the Blacks.
Even the retired alpha couple he had fantasized about killing once or twice.
When their son took over alpha of the pack and in his opinion was an even worse alpha than the last, he had to do something.
A wolf alone could not take down an alpha family.
The rogues clearing the country could.
It took hardly nothing for Marcus to slip out for a few nights and set up a meeting, giving information and showing them the weaknesses he knew of.
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