All Chapters of An Alpha Queen's Rogue : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"I feel we shouldn't go through with this, my goddess," Cancer muttered, his voice thick with emotion. He tore his gaze away from the pond that reflected the scene below, showing a lone she-wolf lying battered and broken on the muddy ground, clinging to the last fragile threads of life. He had watched countless trials unfold before about this... this was different. It took all his willpower not to abandon the heavens and intervene directly. Every instinct urged him to save her, but the weight of the Moon Goddess’s command anchored him in place. She lay in a pitiful state, drenched in a mixture of rain, blood, and mud. Sweat clung to her pale skin, and her breathing was ragged, shallow. There were no more tears left in her, not after the ultimate betrayal, a rejection from her mate and the massacre of her family. It was no small tragedy, and in her condition, the odds of her surviving another five minutes were nonexistent. What the Moon Goddess proposed was unthinkable. If the she

Before I reach my room, the sharp pain twists in the lower part of my stomach. I crumble to my knees, clutching my belly as waves of agony wash over me.“Madeline, are you alright?” The voices of two pack maids cut through the haze of my pain. I see them drop their trays and rush to my side. Their worried faces tell me they understand what’s happening before I can even muster a reply.“It’s that time of the month,” one of them mutters grimly, earning a gasp from the other.“Oh no!” The second maid shakes her hands frantically, panic seeping into her voice. “I’ll get Luna and the clinic staff!” Without waiting for further instruction, she darts off.I barely register their words. The pain is overwhelming, a fiery grip that refuses to let go. Ever since I hit puberty, my period has been anything but normal. My parents have taken me to every doctor they could find, humans and wolves, but none could explain why my cycle leaves me teetering on the edge of death. The cramps are excruciatin

They say when you accept your mate, you become one. Their joy becomes your joy, their sadness your sadness, and their pain yours to bear. The bond is sacred, unbreakable—a thread tying two souls together in perfect harmony.But bonds can shatter.The truth of this hits me like a blade to the chest as I watch my mother collapse to the ground. Her hands clutch at her chest, her wail of agony raw and unrelenting. She screams for my father, but I know he cannot answer. His twitching body lies still, the spark of life extinguished. The bond they shared for decades has been torn apart.“Dad?” My voice is barely a whisper, strangled and trembling.I should act. I should fight. But I can’t. My feet are rooted to the floor, my wolf clawing desperately for control. Yet my human grief holds me hostage.The room erupts into chaos, and my paralysis costs everything.The Luna of the Shadow Moon Pack appears behind my mother like a specter of death. Her movement is so fast, I don’t even register it

"Maddy."My eyes snap open as my name echoes through the air. I’m back in the packhouse. Blood stains the wooden floors. The scent of iron clings to the air, thick and suffocating. My father’s lifeless eyes stare at nothing, his body motionless where it fell. My mother’s scream rips through the air—raw, broken—before it’s abruptly silenced. A sickening crack follows, echoing in my ears.I can’t move. I can’t breathe. I watch helplessly as my brother fights, his fury unmatched—but it’s not enough. Tyson intercepts him effortlessly, shoving him back like he’s nothing. Nothing.That’s what I am to him. "Maddy. There you are. I've been looking all over for you."I turn toward the voice and freeze. Kira. Her blonde hair is half-ripped from her head, and a deep claw mark mars her throat where blood won’t stop rushing from. She smiles, but it’s wrong—her once bright, lively eyes are vacant, dull. I take a step back, my stomach twisting. "We've got to go. C'mon," she urges

Lucian's head was heavy. He couldn't think, couldn't breath, couldn't fucking see. He released a low growl from his throat at the child that bumped into him. Or rather, the child he bumped into. He pushed him out of his way, not ready to think of who was at fault.What the fuck was Skylar's rogue doing in his camp?Lucian's breathing was coming out hard. His wolf was pissed, really pissed. If her gang of rogues were here for his mate then he'd rip each and every one of them apart.She'd already broken the rogue code of law by storming into his encampment with warrior wolves. To survive as a rogue was hard. Harder than anything. It's why the vilest of punishments for pack wolves was banishment. So the banished wolves, rogues, formed cliques. It was never termed a pack. Packs had rules, hierarchy, systems that everyone had to follow. In rogue cliques, there was only one rule.Don't fucking snitch! And if you must, don't get caught.There were cliques of rogues led by the strongest. A