Chapter 13 Secret Conversation

• Nathaniel was startled by their sudden arrival. He took a few steps backward while scanning the approaching rogues. He tried to filter the conversation in his mind link. He can’t afford to get distracted, not now.
• Before he could figure out what was happening, two rogues in the middle of the formation stepped sideways, paving the way for a huge, unshifted one wearing a black mask and a black fitted sleeveless hoodie. He wore black rubber gloves, leaving his tattooed biceps on display. His arms were folded across his chest, muscles screaming through his shirt.
• His muscular form, broad shoulders, and V-shaped torso would not be mistaken for anything softer than a brick wall. His face was set in a hard line, and the pockets of his black cargo pants were slightly bulging. His eyes, as dark as night, looked fierce and dangerous.