Chapter 12 Rogue Rescue

• *Isabella*
• The rogue’s a grinnin’ at me like he just found his next meal. I stop dead in my tracks and stare at him, sizing him up. He’s way bigger than me, but he’s scrawny. I bet he ain’t as fast as me, and I bet he ain’t even that strong.
• Still, when he bares his teeth and growls at me, I think twice about going at him. Instead, I take a step back. He starts to chuckle a bit in the back of his throat, like he knows somethin’ I don’t.