The Lonely Rogue

Chapter 51 Caspian

I had two choices: fall apart as I did after Sabrina died or rally and use my rage for good. To Malcolm, Cole, and the rest of the realm, there was no choice. Finding Junie was their number one priority, mourning the fallen would come later. I knew I had no choice either, I had to follow their lead. I needed Junie back like I needed air to breathe, without her I was suffocating.

I knew she was still in the realm because I could sense her. She was somewhere far, but not so far that our connection was gone. Jess couldn't speak to Violet, but he could tell that she was weak, probably being subdued by silver. Otherwise, she was unharmed. Deep in my gut, I had a horrible feeling about how this would end.

"Why did he take her? I mean, why didn't he just....do it here?" Malcolm was nearly as furious as I was.

"I wasn't here and his ultimate goal is my suffering. He took Junie to lure me to her. He'll kill her then, and me. This is his end game, he has enough support now." I said, guessing Cohen's plan.

"Where are they?" Malcolm asked and I slammed my fist down on the map that covered my desk,

"I don't know." I growled.

Malcolm clamped his mouth shut as Cole leaned over the map. It had been two days since Junie was taken and Cole had healed enough to be helpful. He was pissed that Cohen's men overtook him and felt guilty that, in his absence, Junie was taken and Ally was....killed. Another ten minutes passed before Cole gasped and slammed his finger down on the map,

"The cabin. He took her to the cabin." He said and I felt my eyes widen, "Think about it. It's been abandoned since Sabrina's death, and it's the perfect place to remind you of all you have lost and of Cohen's control." Cole said.

"You're right and, at any rate, it's as good a place to start as any. Let's go." I said, storming out of my office.

The warriors were already on standby as was Junie's guard and Jett. Everyone wanted to come, but I needed capable warriors and patrol wolves here as well, in case Cohen's rogues attacked again. We plowed through the Golden Woods and surrounded the cabin, using the trees as cover.

There were rogues scattered on the perimeter of the cabin, staying close to the rotting log sides and weed covered yard. One thing was for sure, my mate's scent was all around this place. There was something different about it, though, something off that set my teeth on edge. The smell of witch was also lingering nearby and a horrible feeling curled up in the pit of my stomach.

Jess threw his head back and howled at the sky, letting everyone know that it was time to attack. Before the rogues had a chance to respond, my wolves were ripping them apart. I went for the front door, running straight through it with Cole and Jett right behind me. Jess ripped through the room, destroying anything in his path. The living room was empty, but my mate's scent was strong here. Jess ran through the cabin, clearing every room.

In the basement, there was a cage made for a dog no bigger than a golden retriever. Jess nudged it with his nose and whimpered as the silver stung him, his whimper turned to a full on cry when we realized our mate's scent was the strongest here. Cole's wolf, Jenson, trotted up behind Jess and snarled at the cage. I pushed against his side with my head, urging him back up the steps.

Jett was standing in the living room in human form with a pair of sweatpants hanging loosely from his hips. He tossed two pairs of pants towards us and we took that as our que to shift.

"The cabin and woods have been cleared, all rogues killed or captured. We suffered zero losses, but Cohen and Junie are nowhere to be found." Jett announced.