A Rogue For The Alpha Twins Novels & Stories

Cassandra bursts into tears. “You’re being scammed! It’s probably a spell or something! She’s a filthy rogue,” Robert shouts, as the Alpha shakes his head. “Dungeon for them both until I can figure out what to do. No food, only minimal water,” Alpha Reign says, as several males step up and grab the prisoners. I can only grin, though if Nightwind is really to be my pack, and my mate is the Alpha… I’m quickly realizing that this is a win for nobody.

As the wolves had pinned him down, a figure appeared from nowhere, and approached him. "Alpha Tom, I must admit I admire your courage to fight. It is such a pity I have to kill you to take over your pack though, it was bound to happen" Sonia brought out her sword and aimed for his head as she swung it and the sound of the Alpha's head rolling on the ground entinced Sonia's hearing sense. She had taken Emerald pack by force and would eventually become their Alpha. Leo, Valerie and the rogues bade Alpha Jaden a farewell having stayed for days in his pack and promised to always come to his aid whenever he needed help.

This is like a mob visit. "You wish you could handle me. Besides, I don't like weak, frail, and disgusting old men. They don't have enough backbone for a ROGUE like me! " I growl, my grey blue eyes glowing with purple flakes. I yelled through the door. I knew challenging his manhood and telling him I was a rogue knocking on his packhouse door would draw him out. Stupid Alpha.

My mind raced, the weight of her words pressing down like a suffocating shroud. Two alphas’ blood coursing through my children—what did that truly mean? How much power could these tiny beings wield, and at what cost? I glanced down at the twins once more. Their innocent faces were untouched by the darkness that enveloped our world. Yet, inside them, a storm brewed—one that could either save or shatter everything I held dear. “Mother?” A small voice called, pulling me from my spiraling thoughts. I turned to see Lyra, one of the youngest rogues in the camp, her eyes wide with a mixture of awe and fear.

The others roared in anger, attacking at the same time. “Roderick!” I screamed in panic, as I watched one of their blades flash, and slash his already wounded side, and he started bleeding more all over again, making him stumble. Exhausted, he staggered with no stamina remaining, but with a blind rage, he tore the rogue's throat out, before collapsing to his knees. “You see it now?” One of the rogues jeered, circling me like a prey. “Your Alpha whom you trust is weakened. He has fallen already, and you will be ours.”

I prided myself in the thought that I was a dealer but didn’t take this hard drugs but at this point every ounce of care was thrown to the wind. I rolled it up, flicking my finger as I lit it up. Every one of the Alpha’s children had his special abilities. As twins, Orion and I share pretty much the same capabilities and it irked me. The thought of having someone who was my mirror image and had the same abilities I had was unnerving. That was why I rebelled. I could remember high-school, dyeing my hair and getting into a rebellious phase.

It’s been happening for years, and I myself had been a victim along with my mother, who, at the ripe age of 23, when I was seven, did a gruesome death at the hands of Victor Taylor. And I was there, watching it happen, unable to do a thing because she asked me not to get involved and save myself. I was only a helpless child. My story isn’t different from the story of your average rogue. To be a rogue is to suffer endlessly until eventually, you succumb to the forces of nature working against you. It’s the reason why I never changed my status from a rogue. I am a rogue and will always be one. Giving my pack a pretty name won’t change what I am, which is why I prefer to be known as the Rogue A

Seyric definitely had his way of handling things like that because he flicked on a lighter out of nowhere and held it up for the rogue to see. “That knife may not hurt you as it is but if I take it...” He pulled the knife out of his lap and the rogue screamed again, sweating profusely. “...and put it in this..” he let the flame of the lighter heat up the knife, maintaining eye contact with the rogue. He approached the rogue again but the bleeding man was already begging for mercy. “It was an Alpha! I don't know his name but he approached our leader not long ago. All I know is that the Alpha wants the Luna and her children dead at all costs.”

When he finally spoke, his voice was smooth, easy, cutting through the space like a knife sliding through silk. “Rogue Alpha Kenzo Raine.” His tone was neither bombastic nor stinging, but it didn’t have to be. It commanded attention nevertheless, a still authority that caused Victoria’s stomach to knot. “Do you know who I am?” Kenzo exhaled, the edge of his mouth twisting up in an almost-smirk. He turned his head, never wavering his gaze at the man in front of him. “I’ve heard stories,” he said, his voice rasping, some raw scrape from the fights he had already fought tonight. “Executioner. Enforcer. The High Council’s pet monster. “You have a lot of names, don’t you?”

’’ Even if there was a sly tilt on his lips, his murky eyes held me in place like a higher predator staring at me as its dead prey. Who was this rogue? I wonder to myself amid the fear prickling on my skin. To intimidate a Luna this much....there hasn’t been any news of a rogue more powerful than a Luna and comparable to an Alpha in the past. Except one rogue. The leader of all rogues, particularly, the Wild rogues. Many call the rogue, the Alpha of all rogues. The Rogue Alpha ‘’Now that I see you, I change my mind.’’ When the rogue took his gaze away, I unconsciously let out a small breath, even if I never intended to.