As he gently took the baby girl from her mother, everyone braced themselves for the deafening screams that would usually follow. But what came next was just soft coos as Enora leaned against her uncle’s shoulder, resting her head there with a soft smile.
After a few quiet moments, Greg glanced at the child before looking back at Xandar and Lucianne when he questioned, “What did you two feed her this morning? What sorcery is this?”
Christian had a theory, which he shared as he walked over to Greg, “Maybe she’s starting to warm up to us. Let me try.”
As soon as Greg reluctantly detached Enora from his shoulder and the baby realized that she was going to a different adult that was neither one of her parents, she screamed and started tearing up as she pressed herself again
Dear readers, Thank you for giving “The Rogues Who Went Rogue” a chance, and for following through to the very end. I hope that this sequel was entertaining enough to keep you engaged, and empowering enough for you to draw strength from it whenever you need the boost. To those who followed the story as I was updating the book, thank you so much for your patience. And to those who have taken the time to point out my mistakes, thank you as well! Most of the time, I see these comments and go, “Goddess, bless these readers. How did I not see that?!” To anyone who dropped comments with encouraging words from time to time, thank you. You have no idea how helpful these have been on the days when I experience severe fatigue or writer’s block. Now, with regards to what’s in store for the next book in the Lucianne Paw Series, it’s this - in Book Three, we’ll be acquainted with hunters and a potential duchess, but the publication date cannot be confirmed as of yet. I am discussing the contr
When the sun was setting at dusk, Alpha Tate ran through the woods in his brown-furred wolf, along with Beta Mannon’s black wolf and Xiera’s grey wolf. They caught sight of a few rogues and were chasing them down. This rogue-hunting expedition already lasted eight months, yet he and everyone else doubted that they caught every single scoundrel there was in the Kingdom of Mondeideal. Most of the wolves were getting tired and impatient. How much longer did they have to do this? When they said there were still hundreds out there, how many hundreds were they talking about exactly? It was exhausting! And the constant need to be on one’s toes was still the reason that some of the smaller pack’s leaders remained anxious despite the many rogues already secured behind bars in lycan territory. Tate was probably the only one who didn’t mind continuing the hunt. Apart from pack business, hunting rogues kept him busy, preventing his mind from inadver
‘Tate, everything alright?’ Lucianne’s concerned voice came through their link. Unless urgent help was needed, Tate never linked her this late at night. As awkward as it was for Tate to speak to Lucianne, who he had been in love with for years before she met the king and became queen, Tate persisted to answer as normally as he could, ‘Yeah, yeah, uh…we caught another three today but...it looks like we’re entering uncharted waters from here. One of them is a minor.’ There was a pause before Lucianne's link in her authoritative queen voice came through, ‘How old?’ Tate sighed in dismay and muttered, ‘Thirteen.’ ‘He or she?’ ‘She.’ Another shock pause before Lucianne's voice came out softer, ‘How is she?’ Tate's brows arched in uneasiness as he studied the girl with sympathetic eyes, and he replied to Lucianne, ‘She looked shit
As soon as Lucianne ended the link with Tate, she felt a strong pair of hands massaging her shoulders as she sat on the edge of the bed. Her head turned to the side, and her mate trapped her lips in a sweet kiss. His hands moved down the side of her body, feeling her perfect curves before his arms circled her waist, and his thumb brushed her skin through the thin nightie. When their lips parted, Xandar buried his face in her neck to take in her scent before his deep voice rang through her ears, “Who was it, baby?” “Tate. He said ‘hi’,” Lucianne answered simply, and immediately felt Xandar’s grip around her waist tighten. Her hand reached to stroke his muscular arm assuringly as she continued, “One of the three rogues they caught today was a thirteen-year-old she-wolf.” She met her husband’s confused orbs and continued whispering in worry, “We didn’t find any minors in Wu Bi Corp, and none of the rogues behind bars
The next morning, Xandar and Lucianne kissed baby Reida goodbye, and left her in the safe hands of the 300-year-old babysitter, Mrs Parker. Lucianne took Xandar’s private jet with three lycan warriors, and they made their way to White Blood. Tate came to pick them up from the open field where they landed. On the passenger’s seat in the car, Lucianne noticed that her friend was feeling uneasy, like he was hiding something. Since he was driving, she didn’t think it was a good idea to bring it up. As soon as Tate parked outside the pack house, Lucianne turned to the lycan warriors in the backseat and said, “Phelton, August, Fiona, could you give Alpha Tate and I a moment, please?” “Yes, my Queen,” they obliged, and got the cue to get out and wait. As soon as the door shut behind Phelton, Tate continued to stare at his windscreen as he blurted, “I let her sleep in my basement last night.”
Tate was already pinching the bridge of his nose in dismay. His wolf wanted to do everything to protect the teenager but how was he going to protect her from the law when he had already vouched to stand with the law when he took an oath as the newly-elected Deputy Defense Minister (Wolf Division) just several weeks ago?Lucianne was careful not to look too ominous when she delivered the truth, “Then she has to be fined or…kept in custody in accordance with the law.”‘Kept in custody’ was a nice way of saying ‘jailed’. Stella knew this, too. “NO! NO! PLEASE! YOU CAN’T! YOU CAN’T! PUT ME THERE INSTEAD! PLEASE!’Lucianne sat closer to her and wrapped her arms around the girl to comfort her with a hug. Stel
Lucianne mind-linked Xandar after everyone was on the plane, telling him what she just witnessed, except for the part when the rogues almost pounced on her and Xiera. Xandar heaved a frustrated sigh at the mention of Tate’s bonded mate. When the king secretly prayed to the Moon Goddess to give Alpha Tate a mate, he didn’t mean a rogue. Wasn’t that an understood part of his prayer?‘Please be careful, Lucy,’ he reminded her, undeniably worried since the rogues onboard outnumbered the warriors who went with her.‘We’ll be fine, Xandar. If it comes down to it, I can always use the Authority on them.’‘Thank Goddess for that. So, how’s Tate taking this?’ Xandar was genuinely concerned. As much as he didn’t l
The vampires back then had no intention to rule over the lycans and werewolves, and this was explicitly stated in black and white in their treaty. All they wanted was to be recognized as the better and more superior species, so that lycans and werewolves of the future would think twice before pissing off a vampire by criticizing their abilities, culture, habits, etc. More importantly, it was to ensure that they weren’t bullied in terms of business and economics anymore. Since the vampires had a better chance of winning, a significant part of both werewolf and lycan populations went on demonstrations in most towns and streets, pushing for the Lycan King and Queen to swallow their pride and give in, threatening to turn against the rulers like many of their kind already had by going rogue if their demand was refused. The lycan