Alya Rena Rouge Novels & Stories

Then, he strode over and took my hand firmly. Raising our joined hands high, he declared in a loud, unwavering voice: “I, Derek, Alpha of the Rogue Pack, claim Ella as my Luna!” Before the stunned spectators could react, Derek turned around—dragging my still-numb body with him—and left the hunting grounds without hesitation. A tidal wave of shocked murmurs and gasps exploded behind us, echoing across the field. Amanda collapsed into her father Alex’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably. “Dad! I can’t take this humiliation! That moment—it should have been mine!

Two people entered the room, Lucian who had a grim expression on his face and Alyssa who was latching on one of his arms with a sweet smile on her face. Hearing none of Alice’s happy and cheerful tone, Renée raised her head to see who had walked in. With just one glance, she returned to eating the cookies as if she didn’t see anyone; the sight before her did not faze her one bit as she started to think of ways to get out of Niveria and fast. “Hello sister.” Alyssa’s voice sounded like they were dipped in honey but the effects were different, Renée felt something crawl under her skin and shuddered.

“Then rest later. Right now, you fight.” Footsteps clicked across the marble floor, growing louder as they approached. I didn’t bother looking up. The smell of roses and vanilla filled my nose, sweet and suffocating. “Good morning, little Omega.” I blinked slowly, forcing my heavy eyes to lift. It was now little omega, no more Keira. I resisted the urge to chuckle. Alia stood in front of me, her golden gown fluttering gently around her ankles. Her perfect blonde hair was twisted into a crown braid, glittering with tiny sapphire pins. Her blue eyes sparkled with cold amusement as she leaned forward, resting her hands lightly on the table.

I felt my heart pounding loudly, pure pain and bitterness coursing through my body. What the hell?! She was the rogue Alpha’s newest Luna!? My eyes trained on her divine curves, her tender skin, those lovely blue eyes and that attractive breasts of hers. Her ginger long hair was now black and her pity and sorry looks back in Oakland pack was now replaced with a fierce and elegant beauty. It's my mate. I resist the urge to let out a pained chuckle. My eyes never left her body, not even for a second. I was tempted to go over there to drag my mate from the hands of that beast rogue wolf.

“Put on the cute black dress I got you. I want you to come with me to this meeting. After all, it’s most likely about what kind of leader I will be, and since you will be Luna, you should attend.” “Okay, if that is what you want. But first, what’s a Luna?” “It’s the Alpha’s mate. The Alpha and Luna run they pack. Leana is the Luna here.” After putting on the dress, I did some light make-up, then put my hair in a French twist. Slipping on a pair of Rachel’s black heels, we headed to Derrick’s office. Steven answered with a smile. He ushered Owen in but stopped me. “Sorry, Mel, you can’t be in here for this.”

I was glad he had inherited magic. “Excuse me miss,” Atlas asserted. Turning toward him I said, “ My name is Raija Rathbone.” “Okay… Are you pregnant?” Creasing my brow I nodded. Atlas smirked and said, “ It's a female who will be born with black hair.” Gasping I looked over at Axel and his blonde hair that matched my own and began to weep. “You can't know that,” Axel growled furiously. The reaper pinched his mouth and shrank back in the seat cushion.

And they kept on fighting without any shame. When I got near enough, I heard one of them speaking. She had red hair and it was so tattered probably due to the flights. Her bracelet hung loose to her wrist and her top was revealing too much flesh of her mounds. And I felt an urge to go cover her up. But I cautioned myself because it was none of my business. "Stay away from Alpha Leo. He only belongs to me." She snarled, her hands still making a girl at the other girls face.

And after that, he left. Lyons sat, transfixed. He kept looking as the person got into his flashy car and drove away. Lyons blinked. He couldn’t believe whom he'd just seen. Matteo Macini? The demon that had murdered his sister, Peggy. He growled silently. Seeing nothing but red. The shade of cherry. Lyons tasted hatred. The feeling hung thickly in the air and had found its way to his tongue. He felt pain. A sharp stinging pain that shot from his palm. It took just a chanced gaze to realise he had hurt himself. His right palm was bleeding, and the handle of the mocca glass had been broken.

I asked slowly, absently considering if I should raise my force field or not. “Oh honey, I’m going to be the Luna of this pack.” Said the blonde as she pushed out her breasts, her hands on her hourglass hips. I said nothing in return, why would I care if she was going to be Luna? I didn’t even want to be anywhere near the alpha, she could have him for all I cared, and yet she seemed somewhat jealous of me, even though I couldn’t understand why. Then, the one with ginger and brown hair spoke, her tone bitter and sharp. “This rogue has no backbone I see, just another mutt that we need to dispose of.”

"What do you mean, the rogues wish for a pack. The cliques have kept us in line. If the packs find out about rogues forming their own packs they'd destroy us." "Well, not anymore. We can now destroy them. We have an Alpha." The last part sent ripples of confusion and muttering throughout Lucian's clique. He was beyond confused. He didn't know what was going on. Rogues having packs? That was not the way of things. "We have an Alpha blessed by the goddess herself. Divinely blessed and he would lead us to victory against the packs." Skylar said. "Who is this Alpha?" Rocks called out. "Balthazar is his name." The voices of Lucian's clique rose. "He's been blessed by the moon goddess herself. And