Chapter 94 The Rogue Kingdom

• Henry***
• The air within the Rogues’ sanctuary carried an oppressive weight. The cheers had died down, replaced by murmurs of curiosity and expectation. The pack’s eyes lingered on me as Diego guided me toward the towering stone structure at the center of their territory. My steps felt heavier with every inch closer, like the earth itself was testing my resolve.
• Diego’s hand never left my shoulder, his grip firm and reassuring. "This is your home now," he said quietly, his voice steady. "The seat of your power."